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 Cambodia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 The Count Five to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Echospace,
Roxy Music,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
EPMD,
48th St. Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Depeche Mode,
Accadde A,
Pantytec,
Idris Muhammad,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
B.T. Express,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Terry Callier,
Pulsallama,
Todd Rundgren,
Janne Schatter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
The Invisible,
Dave Gahan,
Negative Approach,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
K-Klass,
Morten Harket,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Womack,
Khruangbin,
Connie Case,
Theoretical Girls,
Bang On A Can,
The Dead C,
Circle Jerks,
Wings,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Busters,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
Judy Mowatt,
Joey Negro,
Swell Maps,
Ten City,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeru the Damaja,
Japan,
Rapeman,
Davy DMX,
Max Romeo,
Au Pairs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Carl Craig,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.