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 Chad and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 Swell Maps to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf 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 rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
One Last Wish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Happenings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erykah Badu,
Peter and Kerry,
Monks,
Y Pants,
Funky Four + One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
AZ,
The Walker Brothers,
Delta 5,
Donald Byrd,
Inner City,
The Detroit Cobras,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Residents,
Althea and Donna,
The New Christs,
Little Man,
X-102,
Nico,
Fad Gadget,
the Normal,
Franke,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Grass Roots,
Nas,
B.T. Express,
Buzzcocks,
X-Ray Spex,
The Pop Group,
Can,
Ossler,
Arthur Verocai,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marcia Griffiths,
Metal Thangz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Black Dice,
Judy Mowatt,
Dead Boys,
Boz Scaggs,
ABC,
Tres Demented,
JFA,
Sam Rivers,
Thompson Twins,
Second Layer,
The Tremeloes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
cv313,
Kenny Larkin,
The Toasters,
Andrew Hill,
June of 44,
Jeff Lynne,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.