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 Italy and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Carl Craig to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sam Rivers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Danielle Patucci,
Marine Girls,
Deepchord,
Simply Red,
DJ Style,
Lalann,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Offenders,
Thee Headcoats,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bauhaus,
ABBA,
Rotary Connection,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Black Dice,
David McCallum,
PIL,
Excepter,
Erasure,
Bootsy Collins,
Jerry's Kids,
X-101,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Guru Guru,
kango's stein massive,
Roger Hodgson,
FM Einheit,
Dual Sessions,
MC5,
The Searchers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soul II Soul,
Saccharine Trust,
Tom Boy,
Warsaw,
The Mummies,
Eli Mardock,
Television Personalities,
The Associates,
Mantronix,
Chris & Cosey,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grey Daturas,
Bronski Beat,
The Fugs,
Scott Walker,
The Birthday Party,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arcadia,
Ludus,
The Invisible,
Cal Tjader,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deakin,
Procol Harum,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.