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 Tajikistan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Donald Fagen 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 the Soft Cell to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pole,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Evens,
Silicon Teens,
Charles Mingus,
Circle Jerks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Red Krayola,
MDC,
Ultra Naté,
John Holt,
X-102,
David Bowie,
The Stooges,
Brick,
Ronan,
Newcleus,
Funkadelic,
X-101,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
This Heat,
Rakim,
Ornette Coleman,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wally Richardson,
The J.B.'s,
Minor Threat,
Kerri Chandler,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dirtbombs,
Faust,
La Düsseldorf,
Reagan Youth,
The Toasters,
The Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gap Band,
The Fugs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Khruangbin,
Rekid,
Ohio Players,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Infiniti,
Idris Muhammad,
L. Decosne,
Ponytail,
Magazine,
John Cale,
Barbara Tucker,
Patti Smith,
Joe Finger,
Malaria!,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.