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 Ghana and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Walker Brothers to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boz Scaggs,
Grauzone,
The Barracudas,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Star Department,
Pantytec,
Index,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deadbeat,
The Doors,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Byrd,
Grey Daturas,
The Selecter,
Suicide,
The Index,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Magma,
Warren Ellis,
Scrapy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ten City,
KRS-One,
The Martian,
Little Man,
Piero Umiliani,
Skarface,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
James White and The Blacks,
Tom Boy,
Tears for Fears,
Todd Terry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Coltrane,
The Misunderstood,
Smog,
Suburban Knight,
Peter & Gordon,
Tim Buckley,
Make Up,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pussy Galore,
Jeff Lynne,
Sixth Finger,
The Wake,
Jandek,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moody Blues,
Morten Harket,
Audionom,
Bauhaus,
the Association,
Radio Birdman,
Ludus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.