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 Cape Verde and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the 808 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 Interpol to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Trumans Water,
Negative Approach,
The Star Department,
The Zeros,
Peter and Kerry,
Laurel Aitken,
Delta 5,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nils Olav,
The Victims,
Tommy Roe,
Yazoo,
Althea and Donna,
The Names,
Yaz,
Faust,
Angry Samoans,
MC5,
Franke,
The Angels of Light,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun Ra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeff Mills,
Pussy Galore,
Piero Umiliani,
Hoover,
Black Flag,
Jandek,
Deepchord,
KRS-One,
a-ha,
Supertramp,
The Fortunes,
Rufus Thomas,
Gichy Dan,
Juan Atkins,
10cc,
the Slits,
China Crisis,
Darondo,
Fat Boys,
Goldenarms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Au Pairs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Stooges,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Intrusion,
Gerry Rafferty,
Henry Cow,
The Selecter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masters at Work,
Bush Tetras,
Man Eating Sloth,
Circle Jerks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.