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 Niger and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar 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 Lucky Dragons to the grunge 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Index,
Janne Schatter,
Surgeon,
Swell Maps,
Faust,
Sam Rivers,
The Sound,
Graham Central Station,
Kaleidoscope,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crispy Ambulance,
Icehouse,
Todd Terry,
8 Eyed Spy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fad Gadget,
the Association,
Erasure,
Supertramp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
B.T. Express,
Josef K,
Vainqueur,
Amazonics,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
Chris & Cosey,
Nirvana,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Near,
Brick,
Anakelly,
The Five Americans,
Can,
Avey Tare,
Pet Shop Boys,
Essential Logic,
Aaron Thompson,
The Moody Blues,
Black Bananas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Golliwogs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Roxette,
ABC,
Deadbeat,
Jawbox,
The Happenings,
The Real Kids,
Suicide,
Wolf Eyes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Sonics,
Negative Approach,
Magazine,
Y Pants,
Sun City Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.