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 Yemen and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sun City Girls to the grunge 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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Second Layer,
ABBA,
The Pretty Things,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Agitation Free,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Livin' Joy,
Radio Birdman,
AZ,
Royal Trux,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Skaos,
Basic Channel,
Oneida,
June of 44,
Davy DMX,
Archie Shepp,
DJ Sneak,
Mark Hollis,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Kinks,
Scrapy,
Echospace,
New Order,
Pantaleimon,
Electric Prunes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Funky Four + One,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lakeside,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Count Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Monks,
Television,
F. McDonald,
Dead Boys,
John Lydon,
Joyce Sims,
Bauhaus,
The Busters,
Minny Pops,
Aaron Thompson,
UT,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tom Boy,
Don Cherry,
Slick Rick,
Reuben Wilson,
The Victims,
Sparks,
Zapp,
Bad Manners,
Mission of Burma,
The Evens,
Scratch Acid,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.