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 Syria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Evens to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Erykah Badu,
Deakin,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Human League,
The Doors,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Steve Hackett,
Supertramp,
UT,
Quadrant,
Buzzcocks,
The Selecter,
Black Sheep,
Babytalk,
Can,
The Modern Lovers,
Jeff Mills,
Sixth Finger,
the Normal,
David Bowie,
Easy Going,
The Five Americans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Michelle Simonal,
Joe Smooth,
Man Parrish,
Talk Talk,
The Evens,
John Cale,
Anakelly,
Electric Prunes,
The Birthday Party,
kango's stein massive,
The American Breed,
Minor Threat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Fraelich,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Trojans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
K-Klass,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
EPMD,
The Mummies,
Infiniti,
X-Ray Spex,
Television,
Blancmange,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sex Pistols,
Aaron Thompson,
Minutemen,
Prince Buster,
David McCallum,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.