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 Oman and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare 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 Minny Pops to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
The Golliwogs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Siglo XX,
Dave Gahan,
Ice-T,
Scrapy,
The Motions,
Carl Craig,
Scan 7,
Lucky Dragons,
Steve Hackett,
Rufus Thomas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barry Ungar,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grauzone,
The Pretty Things,
Alton Ellis,
Underground Resistance,
Marshall Jefferson,
Swans,
Bobby Sherman,
Boz Scaggs,
Television Personalities,
Derrick May,
Joe Finger,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MDC,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Outsiders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Kas Product,
Mantronix,
Angry Samoans,
Matthew Bourne,
The Neon Judgement,
Japan,
Jacques Brel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Michelle Simonal,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Basic Channel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Barracudas,
Eurythmics,
UT,
The Buckinghams,
Ken Boothe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
OOIOO,
The Knickerbockers,
Alphaville,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.