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 Singapore and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Urselle to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Lou Christie,
Iggy Pop,
Yazoo,
Fugazi,
Tomorrow,
Young Marble Giants,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rekid,
Funky Four + One,
The Zeros,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pere Ubu,
Japan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Michelle Simonal,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lebanon Hanover,
The New Christs,
Peter and Kerry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Sheep,
Audionom,
Au Pairs,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Golliwogs,
Supertramp,
Throbbing Gristle,
Agitation Free,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sex Pistols,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Public Enemy,
Tim Buckley,
Interpol,
Blake Baxter,
Steve Hackett,
Crispian St. Peters,
Unwound,
The Evens,
Swell Maps,
Cheater Slicks,
Section 25,
Deadbeat,
Reuben Wilson,
Moebius,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pagans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Erykah Badu,
Dennis Brown,
Stereo Dub,
Lalo Schifrin,
World's Most,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.