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 Norway 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb 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 Spoonie Gee to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
PIL,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Names,
Connie Case,
Nas,
Country Teasers,
Tim Buckley,
the Germs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Niagra,
Scott Walker,
Tears for Fears,
Section 25,
Unwound,
Brass Construction,
The Invisible,
Soft Cell,
Skarface,
Average White Band,
Delta 5,
Nick Fraelich,
Brothers Johnson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Pretty Things,
David McCallum,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dawn Penn,
Carl Craig,
Gang Starr,
The Associates,
Audionom,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Skatalites,
Donny Hathaway,
Patti Smith,
Wire,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Star Department,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Monochrome Set,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Smiths,
Rekid,
Parry Music,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pussy Galore,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Joensuu 1685,
Newcleus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Leonard Cohen,
The Grass Roots,
Pulsallama,
Arthur Verocai,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.