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 Kosovo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Accadde A,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deepchord,
Boredoms,
Qualms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nas,
Fatback Band,
DJ Sneak,
Marc Almond,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dual Sessions,
Pantytec,
Television Personalities,
Bill Wells,
Ituana,
Glenn Branca,
10cc,
Index,
Robert Hood,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Y Pants,
Al Stewart,
Flash Fearless,
The Victims,
Ponytail,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skarface,
Eli Mardock,
Glambeats Corp.,
Arcadia,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Johnny Clarke,
Jawbox,
Surgeon,
Barbara Tucker,
The Young Rascals,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dave Gahan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Faust,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Delta 5,
Gong,
Jeff Lynne,
JFA,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hot Snakes,
Alison Limerick,
Matthew Bourne,
The Misunderstood,
Suburban Knight,
Sugar Minott,
Gichy Dan,
Infiniti,
Toni Rubio,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.