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 Switzerland and from New York.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Spoonie Gee to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amon Düül,
Black Pus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Smog,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oblivians,
Brothers Johnson,
Alice Coltrane,
Lalann,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warsaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lindisfarne,
The J.B.'s,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Motions,
Blancmange,
Lyres,
D'Angelo,
Skarface,
Blake Baxter,
The Misunderstood,
June of 44,
Gil Scott Heron,
Symarip,
Nils Olav,
Zapp,
Slick Rick,
Alphaville,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fire Engines,
Toni Rubio,
The Fugs,
Mr. Review,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cluster,
ABBA,
Schoolly D,
Gang of Four,
Davy DMX,
Index,
Chris & Cosey,
Jacob Miller,
Malaria!,
Sonny Sharrock,
AZ,
Franke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DNA,
Pulsallama,
Nik Kershaw,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yaz,
Television,
Quantec,
Moebius,
Hashim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.