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 Spain and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin 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 10cc to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Robert Hood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Can,
Los Fastidios,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Malaria!,
LL Cool J,
the Normal,
Glenn Branca,
X-Ray Spex,
The Searchers,
Erykah Badu,
Royal Trux,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Green,
Ultimate Spinach,
Skarface,
Basic Channel,
Rakim,
Bobby Byrd,
The Wake,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tom Boy,
Roxette,
Franke,
Sarah Menescal,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joyce Sims,
Byron Stingily,
Shuggie Otis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Stooges,
Bad Manners,
Todd Terry,
Main Source,
Talk Talk,
Barry Ungar,
Archie Shepp,
Von Mondo,
Supertramp,
The Divine Comedy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scion,
Ultra Naté,
Sun Ra,
Jacques Brel,
Danielle Patucci,
Godley & Creme,
Eli Mardock,
The Fuzztones,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Johnny Clarke,
Mandrill,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flash Fearless,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bang On A Can,
The Vogues,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.