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 Colombia and from Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Talk Talk to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive 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?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roxette,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Basic Channel,
Moby Grape,
The Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aloha Tigers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Harmonia,
The Monks,
Danielle Patucci,
AZ,
Rod Modell,
Chrome,
Flipper,
Bob Dylan,
Oblivians,
the Sonics,
Amon Düül,
Sparks,
Yusef Lateef,
Man Eating Sloth,
Organ,
Hoover,
Pantytec,
K-Klass,
L. Decosne,
Sight & Sound,
The Young Rascals,
The Sound,
Franke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Interpol,
The Raincoats,
Minnie Riperton,
Boredoms,
Scan 7,
Marc Almond,
The Mojo Men,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
MC5,
The Birthday Party,
One Last Wish,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grauzone,
T. Rex,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Animal Collective,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Motions,
FM Einheit,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.