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 Liberia and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
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 güiro 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 The Dirtbombs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Goldenarms,
Absolute Body Control,
Schoolly D,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cluster,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Mary Jane Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
Popol Vuh,
Inner City,
Grandmaster Flash,
Erykah Badu,
Average White Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Essential Logic,
Rites of Spring,
The Knickerbockers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jandek,
The Busters,
Dead Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Matthew Bourne,
Banda Bassotti,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker,
The Vogues,
The Saints,
Ornette Coleman,
48th St. Collective,
Henry Cow,
Interpol,
The Dead C,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Underground Resistance,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Smoke,
Harmonia,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Modern Lovers,
Lightning Bolt,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Fraelich,
Cameo,
Organ,
Minny Pops,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Letta Mbulu,
Mo-Dettes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scientists,
Stiv Bators,
Sun Ra,
the Slits,
Marshall Jefferson,
Erasure,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.