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 London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cowsills 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
The Mojo Men,
Fugazi,
Pere Ubu,
The Invisible,
Visage,
Yazoo,
the Sonics,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Christie,
the Normal,
Unrelated Segments,
Wasted Youth,
Suicide,
Spoonie Gee,
The Standells,
Motorama,
Quando Quango,
Scion,
Sun City Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roxy Music,
Joey Negro,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Circle Jerks,
Fela Kuti,
Nils Olav,
Second Layer,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Public Image Ltd.,
Q and Not U,
Grandmaster Flash,
Toni Rubio,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Symarip,
Scratch Acid,
The Durutti Column,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mandrill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deadbeat,
Howard Jones,
Loose Ends,
John Holt,
Letta Mbulu,
Sandy B,
La Düsseldorf,
Masters at Work,
Index,
Los Fastidios,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonny Sharrock,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeff Mills,
Boredoms,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jacob Miller,
Ponytail,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mission of Burma,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.