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 Austria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Suicide to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Nation of Ulysses,
L. Decosne,
Animal Collective,
Letta Mbulu,
Subhumans,
The Barracudas,
The Black Dice,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Anthony Braxton,
Tubeway Army,
Gang of Four,
Dave Gahan,
Tomorrow,
The Walker Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Golliwogs,
Cybotron,
Interpol,
48th St. Collective,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boredoms,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Clarke,
Sandy B,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tom Boy,
Joy Division,
Khruangbin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Zero Boys,
Tim Buckley,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mars,
Electric Prunes,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Electric Prunes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ralphi Rosario,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Con Funk Shun,
Jandek,
Drexciya,
Silicon Teens,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ultra Naté,
Joensuu 1685,
The Shadows of Knight,
Royal Trux,
Archie Shepp,
Pagans,
Kurtis Blow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.