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 Germany and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Max Romeo to the dance 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
R.M.O.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Surgeon,
Joey Negro,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Supertramp,
Neu!,
the Association,
the Slits,
Technova,
The Seeds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Public Enemy,
Unwound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Toni Rubio,
David Axelrod,
Iggy Pop,
Crime,
Howard Jones,
The Gun Club,
Brick,
Bad Manners,
Michelle Simonal,
The Evens,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deadbeat,
Jeru the Damaja,
Isaac Hayes,
Depeche Mode,
Icehouse,
E-Dancer,
Erasure,
Pantytec,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Young Marble Giants,
Dead Boys,
the Swans,
Yazoo,
Minutemen,
Lower 48,
Max Romeo,
Pantaleimon,
Boz Scaggs,
The Moleskins,
The Cure,
Scientists,
Gabor Szabo,
Donald Byrd,
The Five Americans,
John Lydon,
Alice Coltrane,
Television,
Aaron Thompson,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.