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 Finland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peter & Gordon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Yazoo,
Swans,
Johnny Clarke,
Nas,
Audionom,
Radiohead,
Surgeon,
The Vogues,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
D'Angelo,
The Happenings,
Anakelly,
Qualms,
Minnie Riperton,
James Chance & The Contortions,
MDC,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eden Ahbez,
The Young Rascals,
Joy Division,
Eli Mardock,
Marvin Gaye,
The Golliwogs,
Fat Boys,
The Index,
Leonard Cohen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DJ Sneak,
Kayak,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minor Threat,
The Searchers,
Public Enemy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The New Christs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tomorrow,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lalann,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
KRS-One,
Moss Icon,
Half Japanese,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lebanon Hanover,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Residents,
Lindisfarne,
Howard Jones,
John Foxx,
The Buckinghams,
the Human League,
Cameo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.