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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 8 Eyed Spy to the rap 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Offenders,
Al Stewart,
Delta 5,
Minor Threat,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Kinks,
Marmalade,
Icehouse,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grauzone,
Michelle Simonal,
Massinfluence,
Freddie Wadling,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aaron Thompson,
Visage,
Underground Resistance,
Flash Fearless,
Urselle,
The Moleskins,
Black Bananas,
Ken Boothe,
The Cure,
Arcadia,
Joe Smooth,
Stereo Dub,
Sight & Sound,
Scion,
Donald Byrd,
Swans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wings,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blossom Toes,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Names,
Wally Richardson,
Ultravox,
Joey Negro,
Barbara Tucker,
The Knickerbockers,
Pere Ubu,
The Saints,
Mary Jane Girls,
Chrome,
Marc Almond,
Glenn Branca,
MDC,
The Stooges,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cramps,
Altered Images,
The Electric Prunes,
Roxy Music,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.