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 Switzerland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
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 linndrum 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 Robert Wyatt to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz 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?
Camberwell Now,
Soul II Soul,
Mo-Dettes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New Age Steppers,
The Tremeloes,
Echospace,
The Fugs,
Isaac Hayes,
Amon Düül,
The Dave Clark Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scan 7,
Panda Bear,
Gang Starr,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Sneak,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Prince Buster,
Scott Walker,
Archie Shepp,
The Five Americans,
Reuben Wilson,
Dual Sessions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eden Ahbez,
The Stooges,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Can,
The Residents,
Reagan Youth,
Yusef Lateef,
The New Christs,
Pantytec,
Aural Exciters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Flamin' Groovies,
Agent Orange,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Slits,
Magazine,
Eric Copeland,
Index,
X-Ray Spex,
Surgeon,
Hot Snakes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alton Ellis,
New York Dolls,
Flash Fearless,
Warren Ellis,
Spandau Ballet,
Television Personalities,
Charles Mingus,
Glenn Branca,
Radio Birdman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
FM Einheit,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Oblivians,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.