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 Denmark and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet 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 Index to the disco 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Kerri Chandler,
The Electric Prunes,
Letta Mbulu,
Whodini,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chris Corsano,
The Trojans,
In Retrospect,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Lydon,
Con Funk Shun,
Fad Gadget,
Procol Harum,
Buzzcocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Radio Birdman,
Josef K,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Görl,
Pole,
Mars,
Traffic Nightmare,
Idris Muhammad,
Rapeman,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rites of Spring,
Harry Pussy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
K-Klass,
Darondo,
Blossom Toes,
The Golliwogs,
Wings,
Neu!,
Babytalk,
Sonic Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
PIL,
Terry Callier,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Young Rascals,
Monks,
Simply Red,
Davy DMX,
The Offenders,
June Days,
Unwound,
CMW,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Misunderstood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Average White Band,
Siglo XX,
Intrusion,
Subhumans,
The Star Department,
Flipper,
Sixth Finger,
Pulsallama,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.