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 Taiwan and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Toni Rubio,
Peter and Kerry,
A Certain Ratio,
Intrusion,
Supertramp,
Zapp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Au Pairs,
Fat Boys,
Severed Heads,
Scratch Acid,
Slave,
Bootsy Collins,
E-Dancer,
Lakeside,
Josef K,
The Leaves,
Scan 7,
Moby Grape,
Curtis Mayfield,
Anakelly,
Jeff Mills,
Pharoah Sanders,
Surgeon,
Motorama,
Guru Guru,
Jacques Brel,
Tomorrow,
Jandek,
Outsiders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Foxx,
The Saints,
Patti Smith,
Delta 5,
MDC,
MC5,
Black Moon,
The Vogues,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Tears for Fears,
the Normal,
Matthew Bourne,
Darondo,
The Residents,
Fluxion,
The Last Poets,
Tubeway Army,
Man Parrish,
The Buckinghams,
Donald Byrd,
Laurel Aitken,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Standells,
Newcleus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Basic Channel,
Suburban Knight,
Camberwell Now,
Unwound,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.