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 Sierra Leone and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
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 Sonic Youth to the jazz 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Tubeway Army,
Roxette,
FM Einheit,
Pulsallama,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Girls At Our Best!,
AZ,
The Litter,
Jacques Brel,
Procol Harum,
Dennis Brown,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Harmonia,
Duran Duran,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Fania All-Stars,
cv313,
Spandau Ballet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Groovy Waters,
The Dead C,
Juan Atkins,
Amon Düül II,
the Human League,
The Raincoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Icehouse,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Agent Orange,
The Red Krayola,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DNA,
Johnny Clarke,
Grauzone,
Joe Smooth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bad Manners,
Agitation Free,
Lakeside,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kenny Larkin,
Hasil Adkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Cure,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Hill,
Black Moon,
Quadrant,
The Grass Roots,
a-ha,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brick,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.