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 Ireland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Cure to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Jandek,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DJ Sneak,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marine Girls,
Ossler,
Fad Gadget,
Aaron Thompson,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed,
Dark Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Masters at Work,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Smiths,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cowsills,
Nas,
Scrapy,
Deakin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Unrelated Segments,
Roger Hodgson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Fraelich,
Stetsasonic,
the Sonics,
Arcadia,
Pantytec,
FM Einheit,
Moss Icon,
Mo-Dettes,
The Black Dice,
Clear Light,
Lyres,
Royal Trux,
Leonard Cohen,
Easy Going,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sparks,
Brand Nubian,
One Last Wish,
Sam Rivers,
Barrington Levy,
Chrome,
The Busters,
Reagan Youth,
Gabor Szabo,
the Soft Cell,
Flamin' Groovies,
10cc,
Average White Band,
Yellowson,
Fela Kuti,
Ralphi Rosario,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.