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 Bolivia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Zapp to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
10cc,
T. Rex,
Fat Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Sällskapet,
Crooked Eye,
Minny Pops,
Unrelated Segments,
James White and The Blacks,
Aswad,
Technova,
Eric B and Rakim,
Todd Terry,
Infiniti,
Drive Like Jehu,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Von Mondo,
Rekid,
Accadde A,
Jacob Miller,
Can,
Alphaville,
Crispian St. Peters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Wyatt,
The Angels of Light,
Mars,
Motorama,
The Cure,
John Foxx,
Eden Ahbez,
The Victims,
Kurtis Blow,
H. Thieme,
Negative Approach,
Procol Harum,
Niagra,
Television,
Khruangbin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Absolute Body Control,
Tres Demented,
Visage,
Pantytec,
The Standells,
Gastr Del Sol,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Danielle Patucci,
Circle Jerks,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Flag,
Qualms,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Idris Muhammad,
Colin Newman,
Main Source,
Rufus Thomas,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.