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 Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Public Image Ltd. 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Unwound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scott Walker,
The Young Rascals,
Maleditus Sound,
Lindisfarne,
The J.B.'s,
Dave Gahan,
Bobby Byrd,
Silicon Teens,
Peter & Gordon,
Max Romeo,
Audionom,
The Slackers,
Hoover,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Negative Approach,
Minutemen,
The Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
B.T. Express,
Ralphi Rosario,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Banda Bassotti,
The Happenings,
Neil Young,
Panda Bear,
The Raincoats,
Idris Muhammad,
The Grass Roots,
Cymande,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marvin Gaye,
the Swans,
Ponytail,
Rod Modell,
Alphaville,
June Days,
Mantronix,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bronski Beat,
The American Breed,
Jeff Lynne,
The Leaves,
The Skatalites,
The Neon Judgement,
Main Source,
Basic Channel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Interpol,
Symarip,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Busters,
Suicide,
T.S.O.L.,
Vladislav Delay,
the Sonics,
Deakin,
Icehouse,
New Order,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.