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 Burkina and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deepchord to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Wire,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Vogues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Urselle,
Radiohead,
Delon & Dalcan,
Darondo,
New York Dolls,
Fluxion,
The Victims,
Youth Brigade,
Jacques Brel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Buckinghams,
Second Layer,
the Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
Dave Gahan,
Sam Rivers,
The Zeros,
the Swans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sugar Minott,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Brass Construction,
Peter and Kerry,
John Cale,
The Dead C,
Basic Channel,
Wally Richardson,
Chris Corsano,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Raincoats,
Bob Dylan,
Oblivians,
Amon Düül,
Supertramp,
Black Flag,
Bluetip,
Sonic Youth,
Liliput,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rekid,
The Doors,
Panda Bear,
Brand Nubian,
The Slackers,
The Tremeloes,
Scott Walker,
kango's stein massive,
ABBA,
Yaz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.