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 Sudan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Sexual Harrassment to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Soul II Soul,
Flamin' Groovies,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bauhaus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Leaves,
The Knickerbockers,
Fugazi,
Pharoah Sanders,
In Retrospect,
Section 25,
Marc Almond,
Circle Jerks,
Eric Copeland,
Television,
The Last Poets,
Ornette Coleman,
Smog,
Al Stewart,
Malaria!,
Black Pus,
Marvin Gaye,
Schoolly D,
Lou Christie,
Mary Jane Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Boz Scaggs,
the Bar-Kays,
Bad Manners,
the Soft Cell,
Agent Orange,
H. Thieme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Bourne,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cowsills,
Brick,
Slick Rick,
Dave Gahan,
The Gladiators,
Talk Talk,
Symarip,
Desert Stars,
The Pop Group,
the Swans,
Colin Newman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oneida,
Public Image Ltd.,
T.S.O.L.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Slackers,
Skriet,
Whodini,
Flash Fearless,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
R.M.O.,
Rites of Spring,
This Heat,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.