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 Singapore and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eurythmics to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Hashim,
Alison Limerick,
Sugar Minott,
Underground Resistance,
Warsaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Little Man,
The Count Five,
Negative Approach,
Jacques Brel,
Flash Fearless,
Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Buzzcocks,
DJ Style,
Harmonia,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Index,
The Buckinghams,
Arcadia,
Amazonics,
Magma,
Judy Mowatt,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tropical Tobacco,
KRS-One,
Boz Scaggs,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
Joe Finger,
Aaron Thompson,
Half Japanese,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kerri Chandler,
Outsiders,
Sexual Harrassment,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Todd Rundgren,
The Names,
T.S.O.L.,
Motorama,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
MDC,
Reagan Youth,
Royal Trux,
New York Dolls,
Eddi Front,
Gang Starr,
Panda Bear,
Kevin Saunderson,
Boredoms,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.