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 Gabon and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare 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 The Slits to the electroclash 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Mandrill,
Slick Rick,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare,
Delta 5,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Index,
Sandy B,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Donald Byrd,
Terry Callier,
The New Christs,
Dennis Brown,
Jawbox,
Goldenarms,
The Dead C,
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Intrusion,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amazonics,
The Knickerbockers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scientists,
the Slits,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oblivians,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bill Near,
Motorama,
Marc Almond,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fugazi,
Neu!,
Soft Cell,
The Tremeloes,
Eli Mardock,
Max Romeo,
Lungfish,
Erykah Badu,
Patti Smith,
Black Moon,
Thompson Twins,
Section 25,
Reagan Youth,
Robert Hood,
Gang of Four,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
B.T. Express,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gladiators,
ABBA,
Cecil Taylor,
New York Dolls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pierre Henry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Clear Light,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.