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 Armenia 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fear to the jazz 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
The Fortunes,
Jandek,
Joe Smooth,
R.M.O.,
cv313,
Max Romeo,
The Saints,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Christie,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blancmange,
Avey Tare,
The Monks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soft Cell,
Eden Ahbez,
Matthew Halsall,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lungfish,
Scan 7,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
China Crisis,
The Slits,
Hot Snakes,
Magazine,
Albert Ayler,
Visage,
Derrick May,
The Evens,
David McCallum,
Connie Case,
Slick Rick,
Clear Light,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eddi Front,
Sun City Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sonics,
Unwound,
Underground Resistance,
Thompson Twins,
Brick,
Urselle,
Joensuu 1685,
Negative Approach,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nation of Ulysses,
Circle Jerks,
John Foxx,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Prince Buster,
Massinfluence,
The Count Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cybotron,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.