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 South Africa and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Reuben Wilson to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moss Icon,
Ronan,
Bob Dylan,
Quando Quango,
Essential Logic,
Make Up,
Maurizio,
Bad Manners,
World's Most,
the Swans,
Intrusion,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Warsaw,
Patti Smith,
Glambeats Corp.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Qualms,
Josef K,
Lalann,
The Seeds,
Bill Wells,
Goldenarms,
The Misunderstood,
Charles Mingus,
Peter and Kerry,
Zero Boys,
Anakelly,
Tears for Fears,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Whodini,
Man Eating Sloth,
Infiniti,
Gang of Four,
Shuggie Otis,
Groovy Waters,
Ossler,
Sun City Girls,
Fear,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David Bowie,
Marine Girls,
The Offenders,
Hashim,
Simply Red,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Motions,
Ten City,
Dave Gahan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cecil Taylor,
Agitation Free,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gichy Dan,
Dennis Brown,
Derrick Morgan,
The Techniques,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.