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 Sweden and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Quadrant to the dance 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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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 Dead C,
Popol Vuh,
JFA,
UT,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Au Pairs,
Lou Reed,
Spandau Ballet,
Hardrive,
Amon Düül,
The Misunderstood,
The Last Poets,
Carl Craig,
K-Klass,
Soft Machine,
The Dirtbombs,
The Grass Roots,
Black Flag,
Chris Corsano,
Radiopuhelimet,
Boz Scaggs,
Royal Trux,
David Axelrod,
Trumans Water,
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joey Negro,
The Blues Magoos,
Robert Hood,
Technova,
Janne Schatter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
New York Dolls,
Letta Mbulu,
Zero Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Infiniti,
Television,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Green,
Gang of Four,
Animal Collective,
Pere Ubu,
Sun Ra,
These Immortal Souls,
The Vogues,
Flamin' Groovies,
Andrew Hill,
Neu!,
The Slackers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Livin' Joy,
The Zeros,
The Cowsills,
Groovy Waters,
Hoover,
Jerry's Kids,
Mad Mike,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DNA,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.