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 Finland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Jeff Lynne to the grunge 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smiths,
Radiohead,
Todd Rundgren,
Alice Coltrane,
Amon Düül,
Dead Boys,
A Certain Ratio,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product,
Public Enemy,
Average White Band,
June of 44,
Nation of Ulysses,
Robert Hood,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dirtbombs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tim Buckley,
David Axelrod,
Stiv Bators,
Flipper,
Zero Boys,
Deepchord,
Dual Sessions,
Sun Ra,
New Order,
Section 25,
Bush Tetras,
Amazonics,
Sugar Minott,
Spandau Ballet,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slits,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Count Five,
Organ,
Bobby Sherman,
Tears for Fears,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Görl,
Fatback Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Move,
John Holt,
Metal Thangz,
This Heat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hot Snakes,
The Sonics,
Pagans,
Davy DMX,
Fugazi,
Slave,
Bauhaus,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultra Naté,
The Velvet Underground,
Rites of Spring,
The Victims,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.