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 Zimbabwe and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes 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 The Star Department 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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
The Sound,
Stereo Dub,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang of Four,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Steve Hackett,
The Blues Magoos,
Scan 7,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alton Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Alison Limerick,
Duran Duran,
Von Mondo,
MC5,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scientists,
Severed Heads,
Q65,
Young Marble Giants,
The Wake,
Sandy B,
Aswad,
The J.B.'s,
Johnny Clarke,
the Bar-Kays,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Depeche Mode,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tomorrow,
The Blackbyrds,
Vladislav Delay,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Happenings,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Zapp,
Connie Case,
Roxy Music,
Robert Wyatt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Procol Harum,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Flag,
Lungfish,
PIL,
Dark Day,
Fear,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jawbox,
Michelle Simonal,
Matthew Bourne,
John Foxx,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sarah Menescal,
The Real Kids,
Ohio Players,
Vainqueur,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.