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 Jordan and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron 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 Urselle to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ronan,
Buzzcocks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
cv313,
Alphaville,
Malaria!,
Sandy B,
Babytalk,
Lungfish,
Niagra,
Roxette,
Pylon,
The Kinks,
Gong,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aaron Thompson,
Maleditus Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Rekid,
Moebius,
Angry Samoans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ten City,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The New Christs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang of Four,
Grandmaster Flash,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Theoretical Girls,
Procol Harum,
Eric B and Rakim,
Simply Red,
Marshall Jefferson,
Unrelated Segments,
Unwound,
Boz Scaggs,
Scion,
The Vogues,
Gastr Del Sol,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bauhaus,
Radiopuhelimet,
Das Ding,
Main Source,
Dawn Penn,
CMW,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
Absolute Body Control,
Pere Ubu,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cal Tjader,
Nirvana,
Connie Case,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.