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 Belarus and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the electroclash 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
JFA,
Brothers Johnson,
Au Pairs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Danielle Patucci,
Public Enemy,
Shoche,
Piero Umiliani,
Dual Sessions,
Funkadelic,
Quantec,
Outsiders,
Pagans,
Barbara Tucker,
Jesper Dahlback,
cv313,
Groovy Waters,
Patti Smith,
Gerry Rafferty,
Anakelly,
Howard Jones,
Deakin,
Parry Music,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wolf Eyes,
New York Dolls,
Essential Logic,
The Misunderstood,
Bauhaus,
U.S. Maple,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
One Last Wish,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
Sandy B,
World's Most,
Audionom,
Kayak,
Lalo Schifrin,
Underground Resistance,
Spoonie Gee,
Maleditus Sound,
Pussy Galore,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Leonard Cohen,
Sällskapet,
Yaz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Real Kids,
The Walker Brothers,
Mary Jane Girls,
ABBA,
Drive Like Jehu,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.