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 Romania and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Siglo XX to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Radiohead,
Niagra,
the Association,
Brothers Johnson,
Matthew Halsall,
Youth Brigade,
Simply Red,
James White and The Blacks,
X-Ray Spex,
June Days,
Aswad,
Boz Scaggs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jawbox,
Second Layer,
Sixth Finger,
Crime,
Blancmange,
The Motions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Erykah Badu,
The Fortunes,
Skarface,
Saccharine Trust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Panda Bear,
Outsiders,
LL Cool J,
the Soft Cell,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scion,
Crooked Eye,
Fugazi,
Duran Duran,
Kool Moe Dee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wasted Youth,
Ken Boothe,
Von Mondo,
The Vogues,
Quadrant,
Procol Harum,
Jimmy McGriff,
JFA,
Easy Going,
Derrick May,
Shoche,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June of 44,
Scrapy,
ABC,
The Velvet Underground,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Sheep,
F. McDonald,
Thompson Twins,
Idris Muhammad,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Index,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.