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 Senegal and from Hong Kong.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fall to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Bobby Hutcherson,
China Crisis,
Depeche Mode,
Roxy Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quadrant,
Leonard Cohen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eve St. Jones,
Big Daddy Kane,
Boredoms,
David McCallum,
Soulsonic Force,
The Beau Brummels,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hoover,
Heaven 17,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moebius,
Barry Ungar,
Ossler,
Isaac Hayes,
The Techniques,
Warren Ellis,
Avey Tare,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Grey Daturas,
The Five Americans,
Pere Ubu,
Lakeside,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Althea and Donna,
Rhythm & Sound,
Babytalk,
Vainqueur,
Theoretical Girls,
Tres Demented,
Harry Pussy,
Mission of Burma,
X-Ray Spex,
Hasil Adkins,
Bush Tetras,
Lucky Dragons,
Popol Vuh,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Suburban Knight,
Nico,
Iggy Pop,
Pulsallama,
Stockholm Monsters,
Groovy Waters,
Duran Duran,
Visage,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Sherman,
Moss Icon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Moby Grape,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.