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 Uzbekistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator 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 Chrome to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Smog,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter & Gordon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Letta Mbulu,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
B.T. Express,
Don Cherry,
Buzzcocks,
Junior Murvin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yellowson,
PIL,
Magma,
Sarah Menescal,
Bad Manners,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cheater Slicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fortunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rufus Thomas,
Sight & Sound,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Patti Smith,
The Standells,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wolf Eyes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Electric Prunes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Litter,
Grey Daturas,
The Searchers,
Spoonie Gee,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare,
Goldenarms,
Wire,
Faraquet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fad Gadget,
Agent Orange,
The Gun Club,
Animal Collective,
Minutemen,
the Slits,
Radio Birdman,
Moss Icon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Order,
Moebius,
The Skatalites,
Los Fastidios,
The Selecter,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.