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 Mongolia and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba 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 Bronski Beat to the grime 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
The Remains,
Soft Cell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Agent Orange,
Spandau Ballet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ten City,
The Victims,
Sixth Finger,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quantec,
Barry Ungar,
Chris Corsano,
Flipper,
The Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Guru Guru,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kenny Larkin,
Index,
A Certain Ratio,
The Durutti Column,
Can,
AZ,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Red Krayola,
Crispy Ambulance,
Idris Muhammad,
CMW,
Silicon Teens,
Sex Pistols,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dave Gahan,
The Dirtbombs,
Marc Almond,
Aswad,
Simply Red,
New Age Steppers,
Pole,
The Residents,
The Human League,
Jandek,
The Last Poets,
David Bowie,
Amon Düül II,
The Modern Lovers,
The Mojo Men,
Peter and Kerry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Loose Ends,
Au Pairs,
Minor Threat,
Von Mondo,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.