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 Sudan and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Glambeats Corp. to the disco 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
a-ha,
Trumans Water,
Dual Sessions,
MC5,
Royal Trux,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Michelle Simonal,
The Grass Roots,
The Busters,
Fluxion,
Public Enemy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Lydon,
Tom Boy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New York Dolls,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cramps,
The Standells,
Prince Buster,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Knickerbockers,
Swans,
The Blackbyrds,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Happenings,
Gerry Rafferty,
Delta 5,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Agitation Free,
Robert Hood,
The Star Department,
Underground Resistance,
Eric Dolphy,
Magma,
Godley & Creme,
Kas Product,
Average White Band,
Soft Cell,
Kenny Larkin,
Grey Daturas,
The Count Five,
The Slackers,
Todd Rundgren,
Oblivians,
The Walker Brothers,
Dave Gahan,
Half Japanese,
Sister Nancy,
Deadbeat,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mojo Men,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sparks,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.