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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 a-ha to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Black Pus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gun Club,
Sandy B,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camberwell Now,
The Monks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The J.B.'s,
Amon Düül II,
Panda Bear,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Dead C,
Newcleus,
The Trojans,
Aloha Tigers,
Basic Channel,
Aswad,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Infiniti,
Duran Duran,
Warsaw,
a-ha,
Althea and Donna,
The Real Kids,
Clear Light,
Tomorrow,
Alton Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
Sällskapet,
Tom Boy,
Yellowson,
Fluxion,
The Dirtbombs,
Oneida,
The Modern Lovers,
The Red Krayola,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Slick Rick,
The Searchers,
Wire,
Yazoo,
Jerry's Kids,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rakim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Radiohead,
The Cure,
Outsiders,
Soul II Soul,
Marvin Gaye,
Maleditus Sound,
David Bowie,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sister Nancy,
Rosa Yemen,
Joe Finger,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.