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 Iceland and from Columbus.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Nico to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin 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 guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Soft Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bob Dylan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Slick Rick,
Man Parrish,
Bush Tetras,
New Age Steppers,
Donald Byrd,
Youth Brigade,
Pussy Galore,
Ohio Players,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skriet,
Talk Talk,
Grandmaster Flash,
Malaria!,
Neil Young,
Eden Ahbez,
The Remains,
The Dirtbombs,
Can,
Goldenarms,
Delta 5,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Halsall,
Moby Grape,
Yellowson,
Archie Shepp,
Morten Harket,
The Real Kids,
Q and Not U,
Siglo XX,
Skaos,
Duran Duran,
MC5,
The Residents,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti,
Ludus,
Fluxion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monks,
Vladislav Delay,
Danielle Patucci,
Swell Maps,
Scratch Acid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Warsaw,
Hardrive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
The Electric Prunes,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.