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 Brazil and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum 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 MC5 to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
The Walker Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
Basic Channel,
Kas Product,
Nas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scan 7,
Mandrill,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Massinfluence,
Mark Hollis,
Cal Tjader,
Crime,
Pylon,
Boz Scaggs,
Gichy Dan,
Tubeway Army,
Ornette Coleman,
The Names,
Moby Grape,
Godley & Creme,
Sex Pistols,
The Trojans,
Jerry's Kids,
Altered Images,
Mars,
Schoolly D,
Lee Hazlewood,
Main Source,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Can,
Talk Talk,
Deadbeat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joensuu 1685,
Swell Maps,
June Days,
Moebius,
The Cure,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Bar-Kays,
X-101,
Mission of Burma,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
Whodini,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fat Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.