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 Brunei and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Jawbox to the disco 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The American Breed,
Scrapy,
Colin Newman,
Animal Collective,
Circle Jerks,
Masters at Work,
Guru Guru,
The Grass Roots,
Black Flag,
The Knickerbockers,
Deakin,
Royal Trux,
PIL,
Alton Ellis,
Procol Harum,
Aaron Thompson,
Unwound,
Yellowson,
The Neon Judgement,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Offenders,
CMW,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Moleskins,
Kenny Larkin,
Lightning Bolt,
The Five Americans,
Thompson Twins,
Harry Pussy,
Lindisfarne,
Godley & Creme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang of Four,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soft Cell,
Robert Hood,
Sam Rivers,
Siglo XX,
Loose Ends,
The Star Department,
The Golliwogs,
48th St. Collective,
Arthur Verocai,
Altered Images,
Todd Terry,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Starr,
Hasil Adkins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Avey Tare,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Green,
Jandek,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.