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 Uganda and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Inner City to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
The Seeds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
EPMD,
Anthony Braxton,
Toni Rubio,
The Smiths,
Index,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brick,
Juan Atkins,
Flipper,
Donny Hathaway,
Tres Demented,
The J.B.'s,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-101,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Magazine,
Sister Nancy,
The Blackbyrds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
UT,
Michelle Simonal,
Jerry's Kids,
Crime,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Flag,
Rod Modell,
Fluxion,
New York Dolls,
Schoolly D,
Quadrant,
Dual Sessions,
The Black Dice,
Funkadelic,
The Wake,
Q65,
The Angels of Light,
Eric Copeland,
Morten Harket,
Don Cherry,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brand Nubian,
Warren Ellis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Girls At Our Best!,
Panda Bear,
Marmalade,
Eddi Front,
B.T. Express,
Piero Umiliani,
Leonard Cohen,
Agent Orange,
Underground Resistance,
Q and Not U,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Tremeloes,
The Human League,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.