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 Saudi Arabia and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the funk 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Görl,
Metal Thangz,
Aloha Tigers,
Ronan,
Bauhaus,
Monks,
Aaron Thompson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Adolescents,
Shuggie Otis,
Gichy Dan,
the Bar-Kays,
The Blues Magoos,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moody Blues,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Buzzcocks,
Dawn Penn,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The J.B.'s,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joy Division,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rites of Spring,
Tomorrow,
Ornette Coleman,
Negative Approach,
the Human League,
Dual Sessions,
Gang Green,
The Motions,
Yazoo,
Sonic Youth,
Barry Ungar,
Warren Ellis,
Circle Jerks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bronski Beat,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Juan Atkins,
The Human League,
Cameo,
Arcadia,
The Angels of Light,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fortunes,
Angry Samoans,
Suicide,
Graham Central Station,
KRS-One,
Nirvana,
Kayak,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ten City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DJ Style,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.