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 Zimbabwe and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Ralphi Rosario to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Lou Christie,
Rapeman,
The Black Dice,
Au Pairs,
Reagan Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cluster,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cowsills,
Shoche,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minnie Riperton,
The Techniques,
Scrapy,
Babytalk,
The Five Americans,
the Bar-Kays,
The Real Kids,
KRS-One,
Flipper,
Morten Harket,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Iggy Pop,
Bad Manners,
The Knickerbockers,
The Move,
The Index,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang of Four,
Swans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
Cybotron,
Warren Ellis,
X-102,
The Vogues,
Scion,
The Moody Blues,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Letta Mbulu,
Eurythmics,
Talk Talk,
Sister Nancy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Althea and Donna,
The Raincoats,
Freddie Wadling,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Seeds,
The Divine Comedy,
Ronan,
Arab on Radar,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.