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 Turkey and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Mission of Burma to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
the Sonics,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Main Source,
Wally Richardson,
Swell Maps,
Warren Ellis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Simply Red,
John Foxx,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brass Construction,
the Human League,
The Happenings,
Harmonia,
Lyres,
Deepchord,
Model 500,
Bobby Womack,
Crispian St. Peters,
B.T. Express,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alison Limerick,
UT,
Lightning Bolt,
The Residents,
Donald Byrd,
Quadrant,
Freddie Wadling,
Panda Bear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Finger,
Intrusion,
JFA,
These Immortal Souls,
Brick,
The Martian,
Newcleus,
Big Daddy Kane,
Faust,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joy Division,
Susan Cadogan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Agitation Free,
The Stooges,
The Victims,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Leaves,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Velvet Underground,
Graham Central Station,
Oblivians,
Iggy Pop,
The Standells,
Rakim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sixth Finger,
Nico,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.