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 South Africa and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Black Moon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Second Layer,
Agitation Free,
Yusef Lateef,
10cc,
Ultimate Spinach,
Banda Bassotti,
Deepchord,
Kurtis Blow,
Terry Callier,
Subhumans,
Anthony Braxton,
Hot Snakes,
Brick,
CMW,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Motorama,
Arcadia,
Bob Dylan,
Minny Pops,
Absolute Body Control,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Khruangbin,
The Dirtbombs,
Metal Thangz,
Pet Shop Boys,
X-102,
Angry Samoans,
Joy Division,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül II,
Thee Headcoats,
Soul Sonic Force,
Quantec,
The Monochrome Set,
Thompson Twins,
Roxy Music,
Darondo,
Fugazi,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Zeros,
Big Daddy Kane,
Skarface,
The Offenders,
Al Stewart,
The Birthday Party,
Tom Boy,
Tomorrow,
This Heat,
the Soft Cell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Moebius,
The Blackbyrds,
New York Dolls,
Toni Rubio,
Anakelly,
Connie Case,
D'Angelo,
Procol Harum,
Tubeway Army,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.