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 Uruguay and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Model 500 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grandmaster Flash,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Echospace,
Mantronix,
Massinfluence,
DJ Style,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donald Byrd,
The Walker Brothers,
Joey Negro,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monochrome Set,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Smooth,
Rotary Connection,
Surgeon,
Funky Four + One,
Visage,
Bill Wells,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Supertramp,
Kaleidoscope,
Reagan Youth,
Von Mondo,
Ossler,
Matthew Bourne,
Con Funk Shun,
Alice Coltrane,
Public Enemy,
David McCallum,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Selecter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radiohead,
Black Flag,
Qualms,
Blake Baxter,
Suburban Knight,
John Holt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soulsonic Force,
Television,
Max Romeo,
Lungfish,
Dead Boys,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Martian,
PIL,
The Moody Blues,
The Gap Band,
John Cale,
Loose Ends,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacques Brel,
U.S. Maple,
Swell Maps,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.