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 Afghanistan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 This Heat to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
John Coltrane,
Half Japanese,
Deadbeat,
A Certain Ratio,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crash Course in Science,
KRS-One,
PIL,
Reuben Wilson,
The Slits,
Simply Red,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Moleskins,
MDC,
Neil Young,
Roger Hodgson,
Aloha Tigers,
The Happenings,
Adolescents,
Boogie Down Productions,
F. McDonald,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Sound,
Average White Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Excepter,
Symarip,
Scrapy,
Lyres,
Scott Walker,
cv313,
The Motions,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nico,
Ultra Naté,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Charles Mingus,
Country Teasers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Duran Duran,
Black Pus,
Kas Product,
Fad Gadget,
DNA,
DJ Sneak,
Angry Samoans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Frankie Knuckles,
Metal Thangz,
Suicide,
Blake Baxter,
OOIOO,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Section 25,
The New Christs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Busters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.