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 Germany and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Adolescents to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
World's Most,
Los Fastidios,
Cluster,
The Fall,
Eden Ahbez,
Cal Tjader,
ABC,
The Pop Group,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aaron Thompson,
Quadrant,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
Suicide,
Dual Sessions,
The Fugs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quando Quango,
The Walker Brothers,
Lightning Bolt,
The Searchers,
Cymande,
JFA,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
David Bowie,
Swell Maps,
Ohio Players,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gap Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Doors,
Spoonie Gee,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Slits,
Motorama,
The Cowsills,
Monolake,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Real Kids,
Royal Trux,
Bluetip,
The Young Rascals,
Simply Red,
Robert Görl,
Section 25,
Jandek,
Tres Demented,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Lynne,
The Dirtbombs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sixth Finger,
Skriet,
The Victims,
a-ha,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Television Personalities,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.