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 Canada and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deadbeat to the disco 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
48th St. Collective,
Magma,
FM Einheit,
The Vogues,
The Saints,
Young Marble Giants,
Minny Pops,
Aaron Thompson,
Depeche Mode,
Average White Band,
Lungfish,
Ten City,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Kinks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Byron Stingily,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cure,
Faraquet,
Aloha Tigers,
Sixth Finger,
Archie Shepp,
Motorama,
Todd Rundgren,
New Order,
The Gories,
Can,
Ossler,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jeff Mills,
Rotary Connection,
Chrome,
Blossom Toes,
Vainqueur,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mission of Burma,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Banda Bassotti,
Derrick May,
Aural Exciters,
The Birthday Party,
Derrick Morgan,
Maleditus Sound,
Animal Collective,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Moleskins,
Ronan,
Yazoo,
Junior Murvin,
Marcia Griffiths,
A Certain Ratio,
Barclay James Harvest,
Goldenarms,
Youth Brigade,
Los Fastidios,
The Pretty Things,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.