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 Uruguay and from Glasgow.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
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 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 Fatback Band to the techno 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Drive Like Jehu,
Maurizio,
Bob Dylan,
Lungfish,
Sällskapet,
The Associates,
Bauhaus,
Soft Cell,
T.S.O.L.,
Dave Gahan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Byron Stingily,
Carl Craig,
Joensuu 1685,
Von Mondo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Minny Pops,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cramps,
Tres Demented,
Little Man,
Nik Kershaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lower 48,
Bang On A Can,
Isaac Hayes,
Ralphi Rosario,
These Immortal Souls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
EPMD,
Laurel Aitken,
the Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Subhumans,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker,
Peter & Gordon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maleditus Sound,
Zero Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David McCallum,
Barry Ungar,
Average White Band,
Marine Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Real Kids,
Wasted Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
Blake Baxter,
ABBA,
The Gun Club,
Sun City Girls,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.