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 Jamaica and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 The Leaves to the dance 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
The Angels of Light,
Schoolly D,
Barrington Levy,
Make Up,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deakin,
Soulsonic Force,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tubeway Army,
Stetsasonic,
New York Dolls,
Infiniti,
Underground Resistance,
Rotary Connection,
Sonic Youth,
Soul II Soul,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Carl Craig,
Michelle Simonal,
Arthur Verocai,
Josef K,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nick Fraelich,
Nils Olav,
David McCallum,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pagans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camberwell Now,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Byrd,
Urselle,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faraquet,
Peter and Kerry,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Slackers,
Radio Birdman,
The Names,
The Buckinghams,
The Associates,
The Motions,
Crime,
Procol Harum,
The Martian,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
This Heat,
The Golliwogs,
The Dead C,
The Monochrome Set,
the Bar-Kays,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeff Mills,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.