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 France and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Nico to the grunge 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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
New York Dolls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy Collins,
Altered Images,
Lucky Dragons,
DJ Style,
Hashim,
The Moody Blues,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sun City Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Invisible,
The Stooges,
Swell Maps,
In Retrospect,
Television,
Cymande,
Matthew Bourne,
Cameo,
H. Thieme,
Drexciya,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sällskapet,
Clear Light,
Ten City,
The Move,
The United States of America,
Lou Reed,
X-101,
The Doors,
Ken Boothe,
Oneida,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Max Romeo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Boredoms,
kango's stein massive,
The Grass Roots,
Nas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Qualms,
Slave,
Whodini,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
a-ha,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alice Coltrane,
Stereo Dub,
Aaron Thompson,
Derrick May,
The Gap Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Hoover,
Janne Schatter,
Das Ding,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.