Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Denmark and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Goldenarms to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Adolescents,
Stockholm Monsters,
Clear Light,
Royal Trux,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Newcleus,
Wasted Youth,
Sun Ra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joey Negro,
Scan 7,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Happenings,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare,
Sixth Finger,
Scientists,
Bauhaus,
Malaria!,
Chrome,
Minny Pops,
Roy Ayers,
Brick,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nas,
Minnie Riperton,
Monks,
B.T. Express,
The Associates,
The Index,
Yaz,
Whodini,
Liliput,
New Order,
Warsaw,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Pop Group,
Main Source,
Television Personalities,
Lou Reed,
Visage,
Terry Callier,
The Electric Prunes,
Reuben Wilson,
DJ Sneak,
Barry Ungar,
Crime,
Negative Approach,
The Red Krayola,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Starr,
The Names,
PIL,
CMW,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.