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 Fiji and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Danielle Patucci to the dance 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Green,
MC5,
Pagans,
kango's stein massive,
The Cowsills,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Sonics,
Swans,
Flipper,
Lower 48,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sällskapet,
E-Dancer,
Darondo,
Derrick Morgan,
Bush Tetras,
New York Dolls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gang Starr,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gories,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Leaves,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aloha Tigers,
Mark Hollis,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
Q65,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ken Boothe,
Adolescents,
The Saints,
Minny Pops,
Yazoo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cecil Taylor,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Colin Newman,
MDC,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Mojo Men,
Maleditus Sound,
Monks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Buckinghams,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brand Nubian,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kenny Larkin,
Glenn Branca,
Dawn Penn,
Clear Light,
Sister Nancy,
Oblivians,
R.M.O.,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.