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 Kosovo and from Lagos.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Grandmaster Flash to the grunge 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Cluster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sexual Harrassment,
Thee Headcoats,
Junior Murvin,
Erasure,
Magazine,
Bad Manners,
The J.B.'s,
the Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Angels of Light,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sonics,
Von Mondo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
June of 44,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Terrestrial Tones,
Livin' Joy,
The Star Department,
Faust,
Babytalk,
Danielle Patucci,
a-ha,
Vladislav Delay,
Mark Hollis,
Stiv Bators,
Tubeway Army,
Tres Demented,
Lou Christie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pulsallama,
Dark Day,
The United States of America,
Icehouse,
Banda Bassotti,
Joey Negro,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
JFA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Man Parrish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aaron Thompson,
Echospace,
Thompson Twins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fire Engines,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Stooges,
Oblivians,
Drexciya,
Crash Course in Science,
Radiohead,
Suicide,
R.M.O.,
H. Thieme,
The Birthday Party,
The Red Krayola,
The Detroit Cobras,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.