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 Kyrgyzstan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 JFA to the jazz 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Human League,
Tom Boy,
Juan Atkins,
Grauzone,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roxy Music,
The Count Five,
Von Mondo,
The Invisible,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flash Fearless,
Joy Division,
the Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Marvin Gaye,
The Zeros,
Grey Daturas,
Niagra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terry Callier,
Scion,
Ponytail,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tubeway Army,
Pole,
Connie Case,
Lou Reed,
Urselle,
Crime,
Dave Gahan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Vogues,
Roy Ayers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visage,
Tommy Roe,
The Birthday Party,
Bobby Byrd,
The Monochrome Set,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stetsasonic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nirvana,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Moon,
Eddi Front,
Cybotron,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-101,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.