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 Macedonia and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
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 clarinet 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 Mad Mike to the techno 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angry Samoans,
Jacques Brel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Morten Harket,
Camouflage,
Kaleidoscope,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bob Dylan,
Sixth Finger,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jandek,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Erasure,
Intrusion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mars,
The Fortunes,
The Grass Roots,
Derrick Morgan,
ABC,
Magazine,
Bang On A Can,
Hashim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
Dark Day,
Anakelly,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Alice Coltrane,
Susan Cadogan,
The Count Five,
Amon Düül,
The Young Rascals,
Popol Vuh,
Inner City,
Masters at Work,
Spandau Ballet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul II Soul,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Reed,
Deadbeat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
China Crisis,
Sun City Girls,
Erykah Badu,
The Smiths,
The Busters,
Tres Demented,
The Smoke,
Heaven 17,
Arcadia,
The Buckinghams,
Tears for Fears,
Nico,
Duran Duran,
Fad Gadget,
Visage,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.