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 Greece and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Vladislav Delay,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stetsasonic,
Rites of Spring,
The Fire Engines,
Peter & Gordon,
Bush Tetras,
Erykah Badu,
Chrome,
Qualms,
Quantec,
Man Parrish,
Sam Rivers,
Sandy B,
Donny Hathaway,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Das Ding,
Soul II Soul,
MC5,
Television Personalities,
Guru Guru,
The Moody Blues,
Cameo,
The Stooges,
Henry Cow,
Ituana,
Dave Gahan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thompson Twins,
Barclay James Harvest,
Danielle Patucci,
PIL,
The Pretty Things,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hoover,
Camberwell Now,
Pole,
Soft Cell,
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
Susan Cadogan,
Derrick Morgan,
Underground Resistance,
Loose Ends,
Barbara Tucker,
Neil Young,
F. McDonald,
Supertramp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Human League,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Youth Brigade,
Whodini,
The Grass Roots,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.