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 Czech Republic and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Nirvana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Graham Central Station,
Ice-T,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lower 48,
One Last Wish,
Unwound,
Fluxion,
Guru Guru,
The Standells,
Soul II Soul,
T. Rex,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nik Kershaw,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bronski Beat,
Anthony Braxton,
Malaria!,
L. Decosne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Public Enemy,
New York Dolls,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Skatalites,
Radiohead,
The Mojo Men,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Reed,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
In Retrospect,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Sherman,
Junior Murvin,
the Human League,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Happenings,
Absolute Body Control,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cure,
Procol Harum,
Duran Duran,
Ultravox,
The Invisible,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlback,
Massinfluence,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Moon,
Dennis Brown,
U.S. Maple,
OOIOO,
The Martian,
Pantaleimon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Soft Cell,
John Holt,
Supertramp,
The Gories,
Mars,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.