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 Switzerland and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Beijing and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Duran Duran to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Animal Collective,
the Swans,
Siglo XX,
Crime,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terry Callier,
the Normal,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kerrie Biddell,
Brass Construction,
Pole,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The United States of America,
Q65,
Banda Bassotti,
X-Ray Spex,
Sixth Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Crooked Eye,
Blancmange,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soulsonic Force,
Faust,
The Fall,
The Gap Band,
Flash Fearless,
The Knickerbockers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Maurizio,
L. Decosne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Morten Harket,
Derrick May,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Piero Umiliani,
Sonic Youth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Severed Heads,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Accadde A,
Hardrive,
R.M.O.,
Unwound,
James White and The Blacks,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Y Pants,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tears for Fears,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barrington Levy,
Lyres,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.