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 Tunisia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet 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 Von Mondo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna 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?
Junior Murvin,
ABC,
Supertramp,
Delta 5,
Danielle Patucci,
Boredoms,
Zero Boys,
Audionom,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Litter,
the Sonics,
Don Cherry,
Brothers Johnson,
Radiohead,
Eric Copeland,
Peter & Gordon,
Mantronix,
Scan 7,
Soft Cell,
The Selecter,
Alice Coltrane,
Visage,
The Pop Group,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ornette Coleman,
Jerry's Kids,
Freddie Wadling,
Byron Stingily,
Ronan,
Rakim,
Harmonia,
Pantytec,
U.S. Maple,
Main Source,
Yellowson,
Nick Fraelich,
Organ,
Althea and Donna,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Real Kids,
Brass Construction,
Oblivians,
The Gladiators,
48th St. Collective,
Soul II Soul,
Ponytail,
Ludus,
Jawbox,
New Order,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Motions,
the Swans,
Public Enemy,
Faraquet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Idris Muhammad,
Bill Wells,
Yazoo,
In Retrospect,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fuzztones,
The Associates,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.