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 Vietnam and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABC to the electroclash 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Chrome,
Easy Going,
Gabor Szabo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Offenders,
Au Pairs,
Kurtis Blow,
Smog,
Maurizio,
Harmonia,
MDC,
These Immortal Souls,
Drexciya,
Todd Rundgren,
Stereo Dub,
Schoolly D,
KRS-One,
Todd Terry,
Lakeside,
EPMD,
Blake Baxter,
Sight & Sound,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Swans,
Niagra,
Judy Mowatt,
Bill Near,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fear,
The Blackbyrds,
Maleditus Sound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sparks,
Sex Pistols,
UT,
Lucky Dragons,
Bauhaus,
Alton Ellis,
Rakim,
Fatback Band,
Grauzone,
Faraquet,
Matthew Bourne,
Fat Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Dave Gahan,
Nirvana,
Grandmaster Flash,
New Order,
Severed Heads,
Junior Murvin,
Brothers Johnson,
Bang On A Can,
The Modern Lovers,
Q and Not U,
Brick,
Morten Harket,
The Dirtbombs,
Delta 5,
The Fugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.