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 Colombia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet 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 Ken Boothe to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Pop Group,
Neil Young,
Eve St. Jones,
Sugar Minott,
PIL,
Y Pants,
Flash Fearless,
Pulsallama,
Mandrill,
The Grass Roots,
The Fortunes,
Make Up,
The Tremeloes,
China Crisis,
Carl Craig,
The Moleskins,
The Busters,
Los Fastidios,
Visage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
Sam Rivers,
FM Einheit,
Janne Schatter,
Underground Resistance,
John Lydon,
Albert Ayler,
Shoche,
Mo-Dettes,
a-ha,
Spoonie Gee,
Eric B and Rakim,
OOIOO,
The Skatalites,
Bad Manners,
Sonic Youth,
Scion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Görl,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yellowson,
Basic Channel,
Sparks,
Josef K,
Godley & Creme,
David Axelrod,
The Index,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric Dolphy,
The Offenders,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Throbbing Gristle,
kango's stein massive,
Drexciya,
Popol Vuh,
Newcleus,
Angry Samoans,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.