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 Gabon and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Underground Resistance to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Glenn Branca,
Y Pants,
Technova,
Janne Schatter,
PIL,
Juan Atkins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tubeway Army,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Evens,
The Index,
Johnny Clarke,
Rakim,
Arab on Radar,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thee Headcoats,
Brothers Johnson,
Young Marble Giants,
Newcleus,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris Corsano,
LL Cool J,
Connie Case,
the Soft Cell,
Silicon Teens,
The Cowsills,
Lower 48,
Arthur Verocai,
The Knickerbockers,
MDC,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Raincoats,
MC5,
Roxette,
the Human League,
Bush Tetras,
ABC,
Malaria!,
The Skatalites,
La Düsseldorf,
New York Dolls,
The Leaves,
Derrick May,
Grey Daturas,
The Smiths,
Lalann,
The Dirtbombs,
Nik Kershaw,
Gang Green,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Goldenarms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Spoonie Gee,
Camouflage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Morten Harket,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Cure,
Yaz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.