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 Estonia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ 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 Marmalade to the dance 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ronan,
Robert Hood,
Prince Buster,
Niagra,
Jerry's Kids,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Martian,
Todd Terry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lakeside,
Interpol,
LL Cool J,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Icehouse,
The Searchers,
Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
48th St. Collective,
Mantronix,
The Names,
X-101,
Drexciya,
Altered Images,
Deepchord,
The Sonics,
Mark Hollis,
Sight & Sound,
The Grass Roots,
Talk Talk,
Camouflage,
Can,
Severed Heads,
Ponytail,
Marmalade,
The Toasters,
Depeche Mode,
Neil Young,
Absolute Body Control,
Buzzcocks,
The Wake,
Iggy Pop,
Brick,
Sällskapet,
Bad Manners,
Susan Cadogan,
Make Up,
Babytalk,
Marvin Gaye,
Joey Negro,
Negative Approach,
Sarah Menescal,
Josef K,
the Soft Cell,
Spoonie Gee,
China Crisis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.