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 Congo and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nation of Ulysses,
Johnny Clarke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Fraelich,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
U.S. Maple,
Alison Limerick,
Pierre Henry,
Bill Wells,
Faraquet,
Bobby Womack,
Mr. Review,
The Litter,
Desert Stars,
Von Mondo,
UT,
T.S.O.L.,
Amazonics,
The Standells,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ituana,
ABC,
Althea and Donna,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Smiths,
Suicide,
Vladislav Delay,
Harry Pussy,
Juan Atkins,
48th St. Collective,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Henry Cow,
Anakelly,
Maurizio,
New Age Steppers,
The Red Krayola,
The Monochrome Set,
the Fania All-Stars,
Babytalk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultra Naté,
Roxy Music,
ABBA,
Pylon,
The Electric Prunes,
Masters at Work,
Easy Going,
Symarip,
The Busters,
The Offenders,
Audionom,
Joe Smooth,
Rapeman,
Reagan Youth,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.