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 Tonga and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Kinks to the electroclash 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Skarface,
Eden Ahbez,
Bauhaus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gun Club,
a-ha,
Cheater Slicks,
Television,
Altered Images,
Stereo Dub,
Goldenarms,
Excepter,
Au Pairs,
John Foxx,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Alphaville,
Crispian St. Peters,
Stiv Bators,
Michelle Simonal,
Funkadelic,
DJ Sneak,
The Durutti Column,
Swans,
Joyce Sims,
Oneida,
Saccharine Trust,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric B and Rakim,
Erasure,
Vainqueur,
Brass Construction,
Monolake,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
kango's stein massive,
ABC,
The Count Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fortunes,
cv313,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Supertramp,
Janne Schatter,
Scientists,
Scan 7,
Matthew Bourne,
Idris Muhammad,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultravox,
Lungfish,
The Barracudas,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Delon & Dalcan,
Trumans Water,
Slick Rick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bootsy Collins,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.