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 Slovenia and from Stockholm.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Camberwell Now to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Grauzone,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Moon,
Circle Jerks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Make Up,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Moleskins,
Basic Channel,
Newcleus,
Kurtis Blow,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Moody Blues,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick May,
Joey Negro,
The Flesh Eaters,
Althea and Donna,
Half Japanese,
Blake Baxter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donald Byrd,
Skaos,
Kas Product,
The Black Dice,
Flash Fearless,
Todd Rundgren,
New York Dolls,
The Gun Club,
The Raincoats,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Heaven 17,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Standells,
Sister Nancy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Faraquet,
Chrome,
Moby Grape,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Loose Ends,
John Cale,
The Monks,
The Cure,
Pulsallama,
Pole,
Hashim,
Ultra Naté,
Barrington Levy,
Gang Starr,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sam Rivers,
Aloha Tigers,
Siglo XX,
Max Romeo,
Malaria!,
Camberwell Now,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.