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 Papua New Guinea and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 Piero Umiliani to the funk 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Franke,
Hashim,
The Blackbyrds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barry Ungar,
K-Klass,
The Fall,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Dave Clark Five,
Section 25,
Talk Talk,
The Real Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Vogues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Christie,
Johnny Clarke,
Nik Kershaw,
Radio Birdman,
Lucky Dragons,
The Velvet Underground,
Newcleus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Quadrant,
Kool Moe Dee,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Index,
Ken Boothe,
Mission of Burma,
The Seeds,
The Cure,
The Motions,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cabaret Voltaire,
ABC,
Sugar Minott,
Howard Jones,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doors,
Robert Wyatt,
Underground Resistance,
Buzzcocks,
Negative Approach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Human League,
OOIOO,
Desert Stars,
Lou Reed,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fat Boys,
Camberwell Now,
Eric Dolphy,
Goldenarms,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.