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 Netherlands and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Holger Czukay 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kerri Chandler,
The Modern Lovers,
Animal Collective,
Alton Ellis,
Howard Jones,
Grauzone,
Sight & Sound,
The Names,
Frankie Knuckles,
Altered Images,
PIL,
Qualms,
The Fugs,
Motorama,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tubeway Army,
Ronan,
The Divine Comedy,
the Germs,
John Coltrane,
Bob Dylan,
Faraquet,
DNA,
The Standells,
Con Funk Shun,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Moebius,
Ice-T,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7,
The Leaves,
Ken Boothe,
Loose Ends,
Curtis Mayfield,
La Düsseldorf,
The Shadows of Knight,
Blossom Toes,
David Bowie,
The Velvet Underground,
Funky Four + One,
Faust,
Bluetip,
The Residents,
The Wake,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bill Near,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Patti Smith,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Litter,
Mark Hollis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vainqueur,
Bush Tetras,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mission of Burma,
Kerrie Biddell,
Severed Heads,
Pussy Galore,
Aaron Thompson,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.