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 Andorra and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Q65 to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Barracudas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fall,
Ponytail,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jerry's Kids,
Blossom Toes,
Subhumans,
AZ,
The Golliwogs,
The Gun Club,
In Retrospect,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Germs,
The Slits,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Womack,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bang On A Can,
kango's stein massive,
Essential Logic,
Rufus Thomas,
Vladislav Delay,
Crime,
The Knickerbockers,
Scientists,
Danielle Patucci,
Rosa Yemen,
This Heat,
Barbara Tucker,
Unrelated Segments,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stetsasonic,
New Age Steppers,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Divine Comedy,
The Young Rascals,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Circle Jerks,
Soft Cell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
L. Decosne,
Au Pairs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rod Modell,
F. McDonald,
Radiohead,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Smog,
Pagans,
New Order,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.