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 Pakistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ 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 Man Eating Sloth to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
the Human League,
Soul II Soul,
The New Christs,
ABC,
Babytalk,
Isaac Hayes,
Slick Rick,
The Names,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Surgeon,
DJ Sneak,
Mad Mike,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
This Heat,
Dennis Brown,
Easy Going,
The Residents,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fear,
Bad Manners,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Erasure,
Donny Hathaway,
Camouflage,
Neu!,
Lalann,
CMW,
Buzzcocks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Busters,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television Personalities,
Barrington Levy,
Main Source,
Sarah Menescal,
The Martian,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Second Layer,
Theoretical Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cramps,
Mo-Dettes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Man Parrish,
Malaria!,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jerry Gold Smith,
One Last Wish,
Sonic Youth,
Goldenarms,
Los Fastidios,
Scan 7,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.