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 Brazil and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet 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 Eurythmics to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sarah Menescal,
Ituana,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dave Gahan,
Sister Nancy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brass Construction,
Roxy Music,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry's Kids,
Nick Fraelich,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radiohead,
Circle Jerks,
The Fortunes,
Sparks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Womack,
Siglo XX,
Heaven 17,
Marshall Jefferson,
Von Mondo,
DJ Sneak,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Golliwogs,
Black Flag,
Mark Hollis,
Agent Orange,
Essential Logic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
New Order,
The Sonics,
Kenny Larkin,
Flash Fearless,
Mars,
Little Man,
Anakelly,
Jandek,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marmalade,
Rekid,
EPMD,
Hardrive,
Gang of Four,
The Raincoats,
Second Layer,
Hasil Adkins,
Niagra,
Gang Starr,
Khruangbin,
MDC,
Delta 5,
Chris Corsano,
The Mummies,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zapp,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.