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 Eritrea and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Davy DMX 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Half Japanese,
Darondo,
the Swans,
The Martian,
Suicide,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Little Man,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Buckinghams,
Khruangbin,
Can,
Sixth Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eurythmics,
Marvin Gaye,
Swans,
Sandy B,
Freddie Wadling,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
10cc,
Nik Kershaw,
Camouflage,
Junior Murvin,
Erykah Badu,
The Raincoats,
Public Image Ltd.,
F. McDonald,
Nirvana,
Jandek,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rufus Thomas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joy Division,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
The Tremeloes,
Cybotron,
New York Dolls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
Roy Ayers,
Saccharine Trust,
Cheater Slicks,
The Neon Judgement,
the Fania All-Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
PIL,
The Velvet Underground,
Danielle Patucci,
the Human League,
Ronan,
Guru Guru,
Lalann,
Smog,
Aloha Tigers,
Con Funk Shun,
Henry Cow,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.