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 Czech Republic and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
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 808 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Country Teasers,
Rufus Thomas,
Japan,
OOIOO,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Excepter,
The United States of America,
The Toasters,
Sällskapet,
Magma,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bizarre Inc.,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Christie,
The Sonics,
Lightning Bolt,
The Beau Brummels,
Thee Headcoats,
Symarip,
ABC,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tommy Roe,
Davy DMX,
Model 500,
Echospace,
Colin Newman,
Erykah Badu,
John Lydon,
Skarface,
Connie Case,
The Misunderstood,
the Germs,
Mars,
Motorama,
the Bar-Kays,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nico,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Kinks,
Aaron Thompson,
Little Man,
Duran Duran,
Dead Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
Wings,
the Slits,
Soul II Soul,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Enemy,
Second Layer,
Moss Icon,
The Zeros,
June Days,
Liliput,
Bobby Sherman,
Banda Bassotti,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jandek,
Jerry's Kids,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.