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 Italy and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skaos to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Gichy Dan,
Andrew Hill,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gories,
Rod Modell,
Freddie Wadling,
China Crisis,
Newcleus,
Barbara Tucker,
The American Breed,
Joy Division,
The Toasters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
ABC,
The Fuzztones,
the Association,
Scientists,
Quadrant,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Spandau Ballet,
Mary Jane Girls,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxy Music,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Boredoms,
Gabor Szabo,
Soulsonic Force,
Alice Coltrane,
the Soft Cell,
Bluetip,
The Associates,
Youth Brigade,
DJ Style,
Skaos,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sparks,
Bootsy Collins,
Outsiders,
Suicide,
Reagan Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young,
Model 500,
Sarah Menescal,
Judy Mowatt,
Mark Hollis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fat Boys,
Scion,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Velvet Underground,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.