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 Laos and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Quadrant to the grunge 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bauhaus,
Whodini,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Tremeloes,
Newcleus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Los Fastidios,
Todd Rundgren,
Soul II Soul,
Amazonics,
Gang Green,
Kaleidoscope,
Marc Almond,
Gang Starr,
Nico,
Scrapy,
Moby Grape,
Jerry's Kids,
Roxy Music,
The Pretty Things,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Monks,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Tres Demented,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ornette Coleman,
Mark Hollis,
Siglo XX,
Cecil Taylor,
Y Pants,
Cameo,
The Gap Band,
Marvin Gaye,
The Electric Prunes,
Idris Muhammad,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Stooges,
Delta 5,
Arab on Radar,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Panda Bear,
Maleditus Sound,
Sällskapet,
Quantec,
Ludus,
The Index,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tears for Fears,
R.M.O.,
Robert Wyatt,
The Trojans,
Joe Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
Beasts of Bourbon,
48th St. Collective,
Rotary Connection,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.