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 Moldova and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 MC5 to the rap 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radiohead,
Fear,
Joensuu 1685,
Mo-Dettes,
Jacob Miller,
Roy Ayers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Henry Cow,
Kaleidoscope,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sun City Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rod Modell,
the Soft Cell,
Quadrant,
Main Source,
Nik Kershaw,
U.S. Maple,
Lower 48,
MDC,
Rekid,
Robert Görl,
Barrington Levy,
Thompson Twins,
Isaac Hayes,
Avey Tare,
Janne Schatter,
Trumans Water,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultimate Spinach,
R.M.O.,
Lalann,
Patti Smith,
June of 44,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soft Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Happenings,
Metal Thangz,
Laurel Aitken,
Bootsy Collins,
Aural Exciters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sixth Finger,
John Foxx,
Toni Rubio,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Cale,
Roxette,
Jerry's Kids,
Audionom,
Moebius,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Soulsonic Force,
Malaria!,
Groovy Waters,
Quantec,
Oneida,
Model 500,
Surgeon,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.