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 Sudan and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the jazz 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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Massinfluence,
Andrew Hill,
John Coltrane,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gichy Dan,
Yaz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dark Day,
Max Romeo,
Au Pairs,
Intrusion,
Fluxion,
Japan,
Alison Limerick,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hasil Adkins,
Tres Demented,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amon Düül II,
The Smoke,
Matthew Bourne,
Brothers Johnson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nik Kershaw,
Joensuu 1685,
DNA,
Parry Music,
Sandy B,
Toni Rubio,
Hot Snakes,
Crash Course in Science,
The Golliwogs,
Lucky Dragons,
Circle Jerks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Royal Trux,
Eli Mardock,
Roger Hodgson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Copeland,
D'Angelo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Durutti Column,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bauhaus,
Shoche,
Mad Mike,
The Pretty Things,
Funky Four + One,
Ronnie Foster,
Fugazi,
Masters at Work,
The Velvet Underground,
Monks,
The Smiths,
Fad Gadget,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.