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 Somalia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Tom Boy to the grunge 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Idris Muhammad,
Man Eating Sloth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Silicon Teens,
Altered Images,
Dark Day,
Schoolly D,
ABBA,
Derrick Morgan,
Soul II Soul,
Tommy Roe,
Young Marble Giants,
The Martian,
The Smoke,
The Happenings,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Techniques,
The Litter,
Lalann,
Q65,
Electric Prunes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pagans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Al Stewart,
Mark Hollis,
Ronan,
Gabor Szabo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Main Source,
Cal Tjader,
Dawn Penn,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Standells,
The Dave Clark Five,
Infiniti,
China Crisis,
F. McDonald,
The Cramps,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pylon,
John Foxx,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sex Pistols,
Yellowson,
Lucky Dragons,
Tom Boy,
Theoretical Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
New Age Steppers,
The Zeros,
Das Ding,
The Gories,
Godley & Creme,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.