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 Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Lou Reed 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 Audionom to the grime 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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Human League,
Archie Shepp,
The Moleskins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lee Hazlewood,
Siglo XX,
LL Cool J,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Pus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
cv313,
The Motions,
Fela Kuti,
China Crisis,
FM Einheit,
Metal Thangz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barrington Levy,
Slick Rick,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tomorrow,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Porter Ricks,
John Cale,
Curtis Mayfield,
New York Dolls,
Bill Wells,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Finger,
Bush Tetras,
The Black Dice,
Moss Icon,
Brass Construction,
Leonard Cohen,
In Retrospect,
The Dirtbombs,
Shoche,
Tim Buckley,
Absolute Body Control,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Blues Magoos,
The Flesh Eaters,
Faust,
Janne Schatter,
Eric Dolphy,
Andrew Hill,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cramps,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Modern Lovers,
Stereo Dub,
The Beau Brummels,
Average White Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Offenders,
Jandek,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rod Modell,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.