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 Australia and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pulsallama to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
the Human League,
Eli Mardock,
June of 44,
Moebius,
Morten Harket,
Camouflage,
Chris Corsano,
PIL,
Aloha Tigers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Theoretical Girls,
Fad Gadget,
Duran Duran,
The Angels of Light,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ronnie Foster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Michelle Simonal,
Matthew Halsall,
Lower 48,
Anakelly,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sarah Menescal,
Mandrill,
Mars,
Gong,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Clarke,
OOIOO,
Country Teasers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nico,
John Cale,
The Trojans,
Massinfluence,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Davy DMX,
Deadbeat,
Swell Maps,
Sam Rivers,
Tommy Roe,
Susan Cadogan,
Adolescents,
Negative Approach,
Minutemen,
Moss Icon,
Slick Rick,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Arab on Radar,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker,
Soulsonic Force,
The Happenings,
DNA,
Jandek,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fat Boys,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.