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 Tunisia and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minutemen to the rap 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Minnie Riperton,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
Soulsonic Force,
Wally Richardson,
Man Parrish,
The Fugs,
Rakim,
Angry Samoans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Matthew Bourne,
The Buckinghams,
These Immortal Souls,
The Tremeloes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Loose Ends,
Dual Sessions,
Public Enemy,
John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Beau Brummels,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
David McCallum,
Connie Case,
Deakin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jerry's Kids,
Blossom Toes,
Sällskapet,
Brick,
Lou Reed,
The Slackers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
The Toasters,
Black Pus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Leaves,
Liliput,
Wolf Eyes,
Iggy Pop,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Index,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Masters at Work,
Ken Boothe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cecil Taylor,
Motorama,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Smog,
Arcadia,
The Gun Club,
The Cure,
cv313,
Dawn Penn,
Kurtis Blow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.