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 Philippines and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 Zero Boys to the funk 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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rakim,
Davy DMX,
Supertramp,
The Techniques,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aural Exciters,
Adolescents,
Amon Düül II,
L. Decosne,
Rufus Thomas,
Sight & Sound,
the Soft Cell,
Amazonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scan 7,
Roy Ayers,
Skaos,
Erykah Badu,
Motorama,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Gang Dance,
Danielle Patucci,
Spandau Ballet,
The Happenings,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fugazi,
The Slits,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Real Kids,
The Toasters,
Goldenarms,
Symarip,
The Divine Comedy,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lou Reed,
Eurythmics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Henry Cow,
Sixth Finger,
Thee Headcoats,
The Shadows of Knight,
Graham Central Station,
Ohio Players,
Bluetip,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pere Ubu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gladiators,
Television,
Michelle Simonal,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Laurel Aitken,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pylon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Young Rascals,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.