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 Ireland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABC to the funk 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
The Barracudas,
Ronan,
The Red Krayola,
Underground Resistance,
Sixth Finger,
Flash Fearless,
This Heat,
The Misunderstood,
Nick Fraelich,
Stereo Dub,
Half Japanese,
Judy Mowatt,
Howard Jones,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Intrusion,
The Gladiators,
Lucky Dragons,
Young Marble Giants,
A Certain Ratio,
PIL,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Walker Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sonic Youth,
Junior Murvin,
The Martian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Goldenarms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Youth Brigade,
Soft Cell,
The Gories,
Minny Pops,
MDC,
Cecil Taylor,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Theoretical Girls,
Lower 48,
Vladislav Delay,
Urselle,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fortunes,
Ice-T,
Zero Boys,
Schoolly D,
Michelle Simonal,
The Index,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Livin' Joy,
Lyres,
F. McDonald,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unrelated Segments,
Vainqueur,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dark Day,
Alice Coltrane,
Pylon,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.