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 Iran and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Rhythm & Sound to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Howard Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Malaria!,
Joe Smooth,
T. Rex,
UT,
Franke,
F. McDonald,
Index,
The United States of America,
Panda Bear,
X-102,
Masters at Work,
cv313,
Albert Ayler,
Japan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Reuben Wilson,
The Leaves,
Altered Images,
The Techniques,
The Wake,
Rhythm & Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
Fugazi,
The Blues Magoos,
JFA,
Nirvana,
X-Ray Spex,
New Order,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Theoretical Girls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter & Gordon,
The Golliwogs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arthur Verocai,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wings,
Dual Sessions,
Flash Fearless,
Motorama,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang Starr,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lightning Bolt,
Moss Icon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Happenings,
Black Flag,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soft Machine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Names,
A Flock of Seagulls,
kango's stein massive,
Lucky Dragons,
Quantec,
Yusef Lateef,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crash Course in Science,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.