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 Bangladesh 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Parry Music to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Mad Mike,
48th St. Collective,
Thee Headcoats,
Liliput,
Unwound,
Joe Smooth,
Pylon,
The Busters,
Q and Not U,
FM Einheit,
Sexual Harrassment,
Subhumans,
Sällskapet,
The Gap Band,
DJ Sneak,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Los Fastidios,
Dawn Penn,
Minny Pops,
Radiohead,
Toni Rubio,
Metal Thangz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skaos,
Moss Icon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-101,
Derrick Morgan,
Spandau Ballet,
The Young Rascals,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
T.S.O.L.,
Tres Demented,
Section 25,
Crash Course in Science,
Lucky Dragons,
Suburban Knight,
Piero Umiliani,
The Trojans,
Anakelly,
Sandy B,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Al Stewart,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
AZ,
Dorothy Ashby,
Khruangbin,
The Birthday Party,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric B and Rakim,
Faust,
The Grass Roots,
Godley & Creme,
Pagans,
Stereo Dub,
LL Cool J,
Donald Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Flag,
Dark Day,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.