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 Libya and from Milan.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Silicon Teens to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth 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?
The Detroit Cobras,
Negative Approach,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Monolake,
The Real Kids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
D'Angelo,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tubeway Army,
Simply Red,
Soulsonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
Boz Scaggs,
the Normal,
Pagans,
Cluster,
Model 500,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Slits,
Guru Guru,
Brothers Johnson,
DNA,
New Order,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Inner City,
Dead Boys,
kango's stein massive,
Adolescents,
June Days,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bang On A Can,
Von Mondo,
Stiv Bators,
Deakin,
Cameo,
Morten Harket,
Nas,
Idris Muhammad,
K-Klass,
Television Personalities,
The Raincoats,
Robert Görl,
China Crisis,
The Human League,
Porter Ricks,
Q and Not U,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
In Retrospect,
The Moleskins,
MDC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Monochrome Set,
Heaven 17,
Eli Mardock,
Vainqueur,
Chris Corsano,
the Germs,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.