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 Korea South and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Laurel Aitken to the grime 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
D'Angelo,
The Seeds,
Television Personalities,
Bill Wells,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
MC5,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The United States of America,
Nas,
Sound Behaviour,
Byron Stingily,
Archie Shepp,
In Retrospect,
Bob Dylan,
Infiniti,
John Cale,
Anthony Braxton,
The Pretty Things,
Adolescents,
The Gap Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
The J.B.'s,
Urselle,
Alice Coltrane,
The Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rufus Thomas,
K-Klass,
Pantytec,
UT,
Eddi Front,
Eric Copeland,
Ultra Naté,
The Walker Brothers,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
Eric Dolphy,
Young Marble Giants,
Spoonie Gee,
PIL,
Marvin Gaye,
Pet Shop Boys,
Boredoms,
Soft Cell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roxy Music,
The Gun Club,
The Skatalites,
Slick Rick,
One Last Wish,
The Busters,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Harry Pussy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Robert Wyatt,
Toni Rubio,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.