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 Cameroon and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 Barrington Levy to the crunk 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bill Wells,
Roxy Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Japan,
Ponytail,
Deadbeat,
Ralphi Rosario,
Derrick May,
The Tremeloes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kas Product,
Fear,
Schoolly D,
Underground Resistance,
Q65,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Funkadelic,
Lakeside,
Accadde A,
David McCallum,
Banda Bassotti,
Radio Birdman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Saints,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Anthony Braxton,
Pierre Henry,
The Motions,
Matthew Bourne,
Alison Limerick,
The Monochrome Set,
Flipper,
The Cure,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Buzzcocks,
Althea and Donna,
The Modern Lovers,
Angry Samoans,
Maleditus Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Swell Maps,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tomorrow,
Newcleus,
Jacob Miller,
Davy DMX,
Rites of Spring,
FM Einheit,
the Human League,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Graham Central Station,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eve St. Jones,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scientists,
The United States of America,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.