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 Uganda and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Crime to the electroclash 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
China Crisis,
Fatback Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Don Cherry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Isaac Hayes,
Mad Mike,
Jacques Brel,
Groovy Waters,
Moebius,
Skaos,
the Normal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Brothers Johnson,
MC5,
Agitation Free,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Lynne,
Lungfish,
Slick Rick,
KRS-One,
The Raincoats,
Graham Central Station,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Buckinghams,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ponytail,
Second Layer,
Excepter,
The Young Rascals,
Trumans Water,
LL Cool J,
Chrome,
Stetsasonic,
Laurel Aitken,
Althea and Donna,
Brass Construction,
10cc,
The Busters,
Aaron Thompson,
Dennis Brown,
The Sound,
Scrapy,
Scan 7,
Procol Harum,
Wings,
Make Up,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Mills,
Ronnie Foster,
Hasil Adkins,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fall,
Juan Atkins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scion,
Glenn Branca,
DJ Style,
Duran Duran,
Wire,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.