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 Latvia and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Thee Headcoats to the electroclash 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Parry Music,
The Star Department,
Mr. Review,
The Walker Brothers,
Bauhaus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Guru Guru,
Spoonie Gee,
Marshall Jefferson,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fugs,
Nils Olav,
The Stooges,
The Invisible,
Fad Gadget,
Dead Boys,
Darondo,
FM Einheit,
Ludus,
John Foxx,
Brand Nubian,
the Swans,
Franke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Albert Ayler,
Sun City Girls,
Bill Wells,
Black Flag,
Public Enemy,
Blossom Toes,
Quando Quango,
Sonic Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Searchers,
Jandek,
Loose Ends,
The Cure,
The Birthday Party,
Sam Rivers,
Terry Callier,
Erasure,
The Slits,
Swell Maps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Organ,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glambeats Corp.,
the Bar-Kays,
Camberwell Now,
Letta Mbulu,
The Evens,
Michelle Simonal,
Tubeway Army,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thompson Twins,
Alice Coltrane,
a-ha,
The Selecter,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.