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 Paraguay and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 Quadrant to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Henry Cow,
Supertramp,
JFA,
Roy Ayers,
Thompson Twins,
Blake Baxter,
Kas Product,
Shoche,
cv313,
Livin' Joy,
Average White Band,
R.M.O.,
Franke,
Subhumans,
Pussy Galore,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roger Hodgson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Simply Red,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Severed Heads,
Kayak,
Ultimate Spinach,
Man Eating Sloth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Freddie Wadling,
Rosa Yemen,
Sällskapet,
Inner City,
Delta 5,
Matthew Bourne,
Kaleidoscope,
Moby Grape,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Morten Harket,
Rekid,
The Five Americans,
Junior Murvin,
John Cale,
Bobby Womack,
The Angels of Light,
Marc Almond,
Kool Moe Dee,
T. Rex,
Half Japanese,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eddi Front,
Visage,
10cc,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sound Behaviour,
The Stooges,
Todd Terry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rakim,
Fugazi,
The Monochrome Set,
Althea and Donna,
Gang Green,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.