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 Japan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the punk 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
The United States of America,
Circle Jerks,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The New Christs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lyres,
Thompson Twins,
Yusef Lateef,
Wasted Youth,
Vainqueur,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crooked Eye,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dead Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Smooth,
CMW,
MDC,
Derrick May,
The Velvet Underground,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mission of Burma,
Erykah Badu,
Monolake,
Siglo XX,
the Association,
Judy Mowatt,
U.S. Maple,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Derrick Morgan,
The Misunderstood,
B.T. Express,
Crash Course in Science,
Buzzcocks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Blackbyrds,
Danielle Patucci,
The Young Rascals,
Lakeside,
Arcadia,
Funky Four + One,
Livin' Joy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Hood,
Brothers Johnson,
ABC,
X-101,
Sarah Menescal,
Bobby Womack,
Amon Düül,
LL Cool J,
China Crisis,
Suburban Knight,
Skaos,
Robert Görl,
June Days,
Minny Pops,
Howard Jones,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DJ Style,
Alison Limerick,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.