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 Ivory Coast and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kenny Larkin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Christie,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Visage,
Warsaw,
Donny Hathaway,
The Searchers,
Clear Light,
The Dave Clark Five,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Thee Headcoats,
Chris & Cosey,
New York Dolls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Faust,
Aural Exciters,
Eurythmics,
The Walker Brothers,
Grauzone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Das Ding,
Massinfluence,
Siglo XX,
Crooked Eye,
Sight & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Eden Ahbez,
Whodini,
Procol Harum,
Black Flag,
The Moody Blues,
Cameo,
Blake Baxter,
The Monochrome Set,
Tomorrow,
Monks,
Marvin Gaye,
Alton Ellis,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joey Negro,
Los Fastidios,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Oblivians,
The Mojo Men,
The Dead C,
Crash Course in Science,
Brand Nubian,
The Busters,
Bobby Byrd,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Maleditus Sound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Khruangbin,
Zero Boys,
Nirvana,
Agitation Free,
The Toasters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.