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 Togo and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 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 Spandau Ballet to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Music Machine,
Tom Boy,
The Wake,
Saccharine Trust,
The Monochrome Set,
Morten Harket,
Alison Limerick,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacques Brel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joey Negro,
ABBA,
the Soft Cell,
The Five Americans,
The Victims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wire,
Scientists,
The Black Dice,
Cymande,
Hasil Adkins,
Byron Stingily,
The Doors,
Cheater Slicks,
The Young Rascals,
The New Christs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gong,
kango's stein massive,
Lungfish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New York Dolls,
Pantytec,
10cc,
Josef K,
The Walker Brothers,
Los Fastidios,
The Beau Brummels,
Wolf Eyes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Alton Ellis,
Q65,
Lyres,
T. Rex,
Toni Rubio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül II,
Kerri Chandler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Juan Atkins,
Letta Mbulu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Maurizio,
The Fall,
The Buckinghams,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.