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 Japan and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 Suburban Knight to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Josef K,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gong,
Connie Case,
Aaron Thompson,
Newcleus,
John Foxx,
ABBA,
Quando Quango,
The Move,
Thee Headcoats,
Sam Rivers,
Danielle Patucci,
Camouflage,
Faraquet,
The Pop Group,
Morten Harket,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arab on Radar,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare,
Bootsy Collins,
This Heat,
Henry Cow,
Monolake,
Neil Young,
Swans,
Wolf Eyes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dawn Penn,
Joensuu 1685,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nik Kershaw,
Chris Corsano,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fortunes,
Ohio Players,
Au Pairs,
China Crisis,
Fluxion,
Hoover,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eve St. Jones,
Surgeon,
Peter and Kerry,
Suicide,
Silicon Teens,
Sandy B,
Cheater Slicks,
The Mojo Men,
Warren Ellis,
Infiniti,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Monks,
The Gories,
Ultimate Spinach,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.