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 Singapore and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the funk 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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bauhaus,
Grey Daturas,
Lindisfarne,
The Happenings,
Pussy Galore,
Danielle Patucci,
Saccharine Trust,
Joe Finger,
Lakeside,
Section 25,
Loose Ends,
Bill Near,
The Music Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Essential Logic,
Quadrant,
Arab on Radar,
Byron Stingily,
Porter Ricks,
China Crisis,
a-ha,
Suicide,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
JFA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Swell Maps,
Moby Grape,
Blancmange,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ornette Coleman,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra,
F. McDonald,
Chris & Cosey,
Skaos,
Derrick Morgan,
Scan 7,
Glenn Branca,
The Slackers,
Leonard Cohen,
The Birthday Party,
Scrapy,
Dark Day,
The Modern Lovers,
Yaz,
Soft Machine,
The Monochrome Set,
Steve Hackett,
Mad Mike,
The Pretty Things,
Tres Demented,
DJ Style,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang Green,
Infiniti,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.