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 Lithuania and from Bremen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Lou Reed 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 Organ to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Flipper,
Tres Demented,
Leonard Cohen,
The New Christs,
OOIOO,
Derrick May,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Don Cherry,
Flash Fearless,
The Birthday Party,
Bobby Womack,
Althea and Donna,
Dark Day,
Royal Trux,
48th St. Collective,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ten City,
Organ,
Davy DMX,
John Holt,
John Cale,
The Evens,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Associates,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Monks,
Angry Samoans,
James White and The Blacks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jawbox,
Cameo,
The Fall,
Talk Talk,
Roxy Music,
The Skatalites,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Delta 5,
Suburban Knight,
Scientists,
Parry Music,
Lalann,
X-Ray Spex,
CMW,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Procol Harum,
T. Rex,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television,
Joe Smooth,
The Red Krayola,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Hood,
John Coltrane,
The Fugs,
Nico,
Ohio Players,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.