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 Czech Republic and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Janne Schatter to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Steve Hackett,
This Heat,
Soulsonic Force,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wire,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Litter,
Jeff Mills,
Parry Music,
Groovy Waters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Q65,
Jerry's Kids,
Model 500,
Unwound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dave Gahan,
Delta 5,
Pussy Galore,
Zero Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
In Retrospect,
Sparks,
Public Enemy,
Iggy Pop,
Black Flag,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Archie Shepp,
Barrington Levy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Matthew Bourne,
Scientists,
Black Pus,
The Moody Blues,
Nik Kershaw,
Suburban Knight,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chrome,
AZ,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Last Poets,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed,
The Divine Comedy,
The Residents,
Byron Stingily,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camouflage,
Matthew Halsall,
Malaria!,
The Modern Lovers,
Index,
The Searchers,
Aaron Thompson,
Josef K,
June of 44,
Gong,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.