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 Moldova and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar 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 Alarm Clocks to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer 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 sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sister Nancy,
Zero Boys,
Swans,
Jerry's Kids,
Cymande,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bill Near,
The Blackbyrds,
Connie Case,
Isaac Hayes,
Piero Umiliani,
The Invisible,
Dave Gahan,
Technova,
Archie Shepp,
The Victims,
F. McDonald,
The Monks,
Ken Boothe,
Hasil Adkins,
Newcleus,
Massinfluence,
Guru Guru,
The Evens,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scratch Acid,
Popol Vuh,
cv313,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Cale,
Ludus,
Bang On A Can,
The Beau Brummels,
The New Christs,
Symarip,
Stereo Dub,
Audionom,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Amon Düül,
Harmonia,
Can,
Peter & Gordon,
Lower 48,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lakeside,
Jeff Lynne,
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
E-Dancer,
Cluster,
Todd Terry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Dolphy,
Ituana,
Rotary Connection,
Radiohead,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.