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 Togo and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 Boogie Down Productions to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
The Moody Blues,
Siglo XX,
In Retrospect,
Arcadia,
Susan Cadogan,
T.S.O.L.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sugar Minott,
The Dead C,
The Martian,
Minutemen,
The Smoke,
The Doors,
Pole,
Sparks,
Agent Orange,
Ludus,
Subhumans,
New Age Steppers,
Rakim,
La Düsseldorf,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jerry's Kids,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Starr,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dual Sessions,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric Copeland,
Robert Görl,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Faust,
Make Up,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cymande,
Soul II Soul,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Clear Light,
Joyce Sims,
Fluxion,
Rufus Thomas,
Donald Byrd,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Malaria!,
Pagans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Derrick Morgan,
Audionom,
The Black Dice,
The Zeros,
The Grass Roots,
Bill Wells,
The Blackbyrds,
The Standells,
The Leaves,
Camberwell Now,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cure,
Rekid,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.