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 Peru and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grass Roots to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Rufus Thomas,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra,
Faust,
The Grass Roots,
Peter & Gordon,
The Trojans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
A Certain Ratio,
In Retrospect,
Glambeats Corp.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Average White Band,
Colin Newman,
ABC,
James White and The Blacks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fela Kuti,
Ice-T,
Iggy Pop,
Ludus,
Sugar Minott,
Brass Construction,
Gichy Dan,
Public Enemy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crooked Eye,
The Walker Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ten City,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pantaleimon,
Prince Buster,
Aaron Thompson,
The Saints,
Ken Boothe,
Wasted Youth,
Bronski Beat,
Swans,
Sällskapet,
The American Breed,
Marine Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Hot Snakes,
The Smoke,
Pylon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Toni Rubio,
Blake Baxter,
The Fall,
Stiv Bators,
Infiniti,
Minny Pops,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.