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 Luxembourg and from Paris.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the jazz 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Jandek,
Gang Green,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thompson Twins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Niagra,
The Associates,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric Dolphy,
Connie Case,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nick Fraelich,
Deepchord,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gap Band,
Ossler,
Delta 5,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABC,
Neil Young,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brass Construction,
Warsaw,
Sam Rivers,
Buzzcocks,
Wings,
Judy Mowatt,
JFA,
Zapp,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Harry Pussy,
Zero Boys,
The Seeds,
Organ,
Talk Talk,
Arcadia,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unrelated Segments,
kango's stein massive,
Boz Scaggs,
Dead Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Metal Thangz,
Rosa Yemen,
Donny Hathaway,
Average White Band,
Little Man,
Monolake,
The Happenings,
Dawn Penn,
Kerri Chandler,
Eden Ahbez,
Faust,
Ludus,
Youth Brigade,
Intrusion,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.