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 Azerbaijan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Standells to the grunge 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scion,
The Dead C,
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Reed,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Offenders,
Index,
China Crisis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Can,
Leonard Cohen,
A Certain Ratio,
Lungfish,
The Vogues,
The Doobie Brothers,
48th St. Collective,
Parry Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Television Personalities,
The Residents,
The Young Rascals,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare,
Basic Channel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moby Grape,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Standells,
Ronnie Foster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
Sonic Youth,
Dennis Brown,
Second Layer,
The Smoke,
Popol Vuh,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Boz Scaggs,
The Red Krayola,
Kas Product,
MC5,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Real Kids,
Matthew Halsall,
Dual Sessions,
Peter and Kerry,
Icehouse,
The Gories,
Kenny Larkin,
Barry Ungar,
The Last Poets,
F. McDonald,
The Martian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pagans,
cv313,
Skarface,
Pet Shop Boys,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.