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 Japan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Niagra to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Invisible,
Minnie Riperton,
Public Enemy,
Aloha Tigers,
Babytalk,
The Beau Brummels,
Nico,
H. Thieme,
Byron Stingily,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bad Manners,
Sun City Girls,
The Stooges,
World's Most,
Bill Wells,
The Slits,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cameo,
L. Decosne,
In Retrospect,
Ice-T,
The Searchers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fugazi,
The Neon Judgement,
Alphaville,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gladiators,
Theoretical Girls,
Massinfluence,
Nick Fraelich,
Cecil Taylor,
Minny Pops,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Index,
Monolake,
Soft Cell,
Sarah Menescal,
Marc Almond,
Lucky Dragons,
the Soft Cell,
Marine Girls,
the Germs,
Davy DMX,
Janne Schatter,
the Sonics,
Chrome,
a-ha,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cybotron,
Soul Sonic Force,
Make Up,
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You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.