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 Luxembourg and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare 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 Basic Channel to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ronnie Foster,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Circle Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lungfish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Slits,
The Five Americans,
The Neon Judgement,
Minny Pops,
Rekid,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Association,
John Coltrane,
Bad Manners,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rufus Thomas,
Procol Harum,
The Zeros,
Depeche Mode,
Max Romeo,
Hot Snakes,
The Motions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ludus,
The Index,
Crooked Eye,
Gastr Del Sol,
cv313,
D'Angelo,
Yazoo,
The Offenders,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
Rapeman,
Danielle Patucci,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sound,
The Pretty Things,
One Last Wish,
Symarip,
R.M.O.,
Con Funk Shun,
Pantytec,
Quando Quango,
Maurizio,
Skriet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Organ,
Warren Ellis,
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
Joe Smooth,
Masters at Work,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Newcleus,
Robert Görl,
Deakin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Faust,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.