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 Gabon and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kaleidoscope to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
MC5,
Sister Nancy,
Minor Threat,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick Morgan,
Pantytec,
The Fortunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Electric Prunes,
Oneida,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Leaves,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Davy DMX,
Bauhaus,
Kayak,
John Coltrane,
Soft Machine,
Fat Boys,
The Sonics,
Maurizio,
Arab on Radar,
The Human League,
The Alarm Clocks,
The American Breed,
AZ,
Wings,
Ice-T,
The Gun Club,
Groovy Waters,
Stetsasonic,
Neu!,
Buzzcocks,
Chris & Cosey,
Silicon Teens,
Hardrive,
Bill Wells,
Procol Harum,
The Blues Magoos,
Yellowson,
Grauzone,
The Vogues,
Unrelated Segments,
Skarface,
Chris Corsano,
The Velvet Underground,
Nico,
Babytalk,
Andrew Hill,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Leonard Cohen,
Deadbeat,
The Angels of Light,
Jerry's Kids,
The Misunderstood,
Marvin Gaye,
Stiv Bators,
Theoretical Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Adolescents,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.