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 Mauritania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Yazoo to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
The Mummies,
Terry Callier,
Minny Pops,
The Birthday Party,
Moby Grape,
Drive Like Jehu,
Monolake,
Rapeman,
Dawn Penn,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neu!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Surgeon,
The Real Kids,
Aloha Tigers,
Pierre Henry,
Leonard Cohen,
Schoolly D,
the Normal,
Livin' Joy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Loose Ends,
Popol Vuh,
The J.B.'s,
The Pop Group,
Gastr Del Sol,
Heaven 17,
Kerri Chandler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cluster,
Bob Dylan,
Chris Corsano,
The Moleskins,
Michelle Simonal,
The Index,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Vogues,
Nik Kershaw,
Sly & The Family Stone,
ABC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arab on Radar,
Jerry Gold Smith,
U.S. Maple,
Bill Wells,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Leaves,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Byrd,
The Young Rascals,
Fad Gadget,
Youth Brigade,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alison Limerick,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Lynne,
Hardrive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.