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 Germany and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Michael McDonald 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 John Lydon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Stetsasonic,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Index,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rod Modell,
Spandau Ballet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fad Gadget,
Index,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Alice Coltrane,
Underground Resistance,
Freddie Wadling,
Funky Four + One,
Groovy Waters,
Ponytail,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Toni Rubio,
Dennis Brown,
kango's stein massive,
Fatback Band,
Nils Olav,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boredoms,
Flipper,
Man Parrish,
The Barracudas,
The Fire Engines,
Flash Fearless,
Minnie Riperton,
Janne Schatter,
The Gun Club,
Interpol,
Arcadia,
Mark Hollis,
Television,
Jawbox,
Amazonics,
The American Breed,
Lower 48,
Lungfish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Slick Rick,
Schoolly D,
Vladislav Delay,
Bronski Beat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moody Blues,
Vainqueur,
The Selecter,
Outsiders,
Pole,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ultravox,
Matthew Bourne,
Sound Behaviour,
Gregory Isaacs,
Popol Vuh,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alison Limerick,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.