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 Mozambique and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Malaria! to the grime 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
China Crisis,
Masters at Work,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed,
Jerry's Kids,
Nick Fraelich,
Bob Dylan,
PIL,
Deadbeat,
The Smoke,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Babytalk,
The Fall,
Soul II Soul,
Camouflage,
Bobby Byrd,
The Young Rascals,
The Neon Judgement,
Lucky Dragons,
The Moleskins,
Tim Buckley,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
JFA,
Delta 5,
Aural Exciters,
Half Japanese,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Slick Rick,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ituana,
Deepchord,
Flipper,
Procol Harum,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Spoonie Gee,
Niagra,
Television Personalities,
Cheater Slicks,
Qualms,
Crispy Ambulance,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Litter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Talk Talk,
Rotary Connection,
Supertramp,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
EPMD,
Tubeway Army,
The Gladiators,
Joe Smooth,
The Divine Comedy,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.