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 Panama and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Sister Nancy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Chrome,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dark Day,
Todd Terry,
Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donald Byrd,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pantaleimon,
John Foxx,
Crash Course in Science,
Moebius,
the Bar-Kays,
Mark Hollis,
the Sonics,
Electric Prunes,
Connie Case,
Cameo,
Joe Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gories,
Hoover,
Zero Boys,
Negative Approach,
Dawn Penn,
Dual Sessions,
The Searchers,
Ludus,
Hashim,
Amon Düül II,
CMW,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Accadde A,
The American Breed,
Lalann,
Con Funk Shun,
Gil Scott Heron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blancmange,
Young Marble Giants,
The Red Krayola,
The Associates,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Alice Coltrane,
Soulsonic Force,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed,
The Trojans,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Association,
Massinfluence,
Pere Ubu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
LL Cool J,
The Fall,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.