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 Philippines and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Trumans Water to the rap 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Robert Hood,
Nils Olav,
Minny Pops,
B.T. Express,
Bad Manners,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Bar-Kays,
Little Man,
The Tremeloes,
The Black Dice,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rufus Thomas,
Saccharine Trust,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
World's Most,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Toasters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neil Young,
Susan Cadogan,
The Offenders,
Derrick Morgan,
Lakeside,
David Axelrod,
Section 25,
Warsaw,
Scrapy,
the Germs,
A Certain Ratio,
The Vogues,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Red Krayola,
Patti Smith,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantaleimon,
Archie Shepp,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Blues Magoos,
Anthony Braxton,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Smiths,
Dark Day,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Guru Guru,
Nirvana,
Bobby Sherman,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Residents,
Blake Baxter,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Angels of Light,
Black Flag,
Cluster,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.