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 Lesotho and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sarah Menescal to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Human League,
MDC,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed,
Fad Gadget,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fortunes,
Swans,
Robert Wyatt,
Connie Case,
The Associates,
Nico,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Womack,
Ken Boothe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unwound,
Fela Kuti,
Goldenarms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Buzzcocks,
Loose Ends,
The Pop Group,
Cal Tjader,
Quadrant,
Glambeats Corp.,
Underground Resistance,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Durutti Column,
Wire,
Isaac Hayes,
Rod Modell,
Alison Limerick,
Nik Kershaw,
Crash Course in Science,
Franke,
Q65,
Minny Pops,
Ultra Naté,
Erykah Badu,
Roxette,
Janne Schatter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Moon,
Ronnie Foster,
Surgeon,
Drexciya,
Scott Walker,
the Sonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rites of Spring,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter & Gordon,
Dark Day,
Don Cherry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Infiniti,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.