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 the UAE and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Pole to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army 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?
Connie Case,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABBA,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Stooges,
Heaven 17,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jacob Miller,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cure,
The Fortunes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
The Gories,
The Associates,
Man Parrish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bauhaus,
the Association,
Kas Product,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deakin,
The Vogues,
B.T. Express,
Yusef Lateef,
The Invisible,
Sam Rivers,
Au Pairs,
Saccharine Trust,
Ken Boothe,
Funkadelic,
Henry Cow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camberwell Now,
Gastr Del Sol,
Byron Stingily,
Half Japanese,
Stetsasonic,
Alice Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Durutti Column,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slits,
AZ,
Pantaleimon,
Iggy Pop,
Gabor Szabo,
Organ,
The Knickerbockers,
Severed Heads,
Eddi Front,
Dual Sessions,
The Cowsills,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
CMW,
Kerri Chandler,
Rapeman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.