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 Kuwait and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Silicon Teens to the techno 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Blossom Toes,
Animal Collective,
Glenn Branca,
Pagans,
Warren Ellis,
Stereo Dub,
Simply Red,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Womack,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ronan,
Josef K,
Joy Division,
Scan 7,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Massinfluence,
B.T. Express,
Clear Light,
Ultra Naté,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quadrant,
Soul II Soul,
Newcleus,
Excepter,
The New Christs,
Alton Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
Howard Jones,
The Associates,
MC5,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Los Fastidios,
Joe Finger,
Yaz,
The Black Dice,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cowsills,
John Cale,
Delon & Dalcan,
Von Mondo,
Flipper,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ituana,
One Last Wish,
The Fire Engines,
Michelle Simonal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantytec,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sixth Finger,
The Smiths,
Groovy Waters,
Kenny Larkin,
Sam Rivers,
Scientists,
K-Klass,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.