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 Albania and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kas Product to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fugazi,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultravox,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Shoche,
The Gladiators,
OOIOO,
the Swans,
Albert Ayler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cameo,
Jeff Mills,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
D'Angelo,
Flipper,
Infiniti,
Wasted Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Metal Thangz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lou Christie,
Erasure,
Man Parrish,
Tim Buckley,
Soft Cell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Neu!,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Holt,
Altered Images,
Marc Almond,
Bluetip,
DJ Sneak,
Soul Sonic Force,
Massinfluence,
John Coltrane,
Scott Walker,
UT,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Grass Roots,
X-102,
Skriet,
Icehouse,
ABC,
K-Klass,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
T.S.O.L.,
ABBA,
Rekid,
Fatback Band,
Derrick May,
Nico,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.