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 Eritrea and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the marimba 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 Can 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
The Searchers,
Blake Baxter,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Byrd,
The Move,
Fela Kuti,
Altered Images,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Kinks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Drexciya,
Chrome,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Robert Görl,
Archie Shepp,
The Raincoats,
Barrington Levy,
Godley & Creme,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fear,
Mr. Review,
Ituana,
Connie Case,
Sun City Girls,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Reed,
Danielle Patucci,
Grauzone,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scratch Acid,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
Icehouse,
Metal Thangz,
Make Up,
David Axelrod,
Gil Scott Heron,
Organ,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bob Dylan,
Oneida,
Kas Product,
Eli Mardock,
Franke,
Theoretical Girls,
The Real Kids,
Amon Düül,
Sugar Minott,
F. McDonald,
Trumans Water,
One Last Wish,
Robert Hood,
Duran Duran,
Jeff Mills,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.