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 Indonesia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar 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 Tomorrow to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Oblivians,
Josef K,
The Cure,
Janne Schatter,
Accadde A,
Buzzcocks,
Alison Limerick,
DJ Style,
Colin Newman,
Hasil Adkins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lindisfarne,
The Victims,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Animal Collective,
Ohio Players,
Peter & Gordon,
Archie Shepp,
Sugar Minott,
CMW,
Porter Ricks,
Pagans,
Sam Rivers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yellowson,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun City Girls,
David Bowie,
Letta Mbulu,
Eddi Front,
The Blackbyrds,
Altered Images,
Mo-Dettes,
The Black Dice,
X-102,
Monks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Underground Resistance,
Depeche Mode,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dead Boys,
Deakin,
Dennis Brown,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wings,
Agitation Free,
Grauzone,
The Star Department,
Yaz,
Sarah Menescal,
Subhumans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vladislav Delay,
Tomorrow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Patti Smith,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.