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 China and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Crime to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish 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?
Dark Day,
Sugar Minott,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sparks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Japan,
Supertramp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Loose Ends,
Don Cherry,
Charles Mingus,
The Monochrome Set,
Make Up,
This Heat,
Anakelly,
Rapeman,
The Zeros,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Judy Mowatt,
Fluxion,
kango's stein massive,
The Residents,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Harpers Bizarre,
Interpol,
Banda Bassotti,
Aloha Tigers,
Lightning Bolt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Urselle,
Fear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Radio Birdman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dave Gahan,
The Fugs,
Tim Buckley,
Kerri Chandler,
Qualms,
Thee Headcoats,
The Last Poets,
The Gladiators,
Brass Construction,
Ultravox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Iggy Pop,
Brick,
The Grass Roots,
EPMD,
Skaos,
Sam Rivers,
The Knickerbockers,
PIL,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Bananas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Basic Channel,
Au Pairs,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.