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 Bangladesh and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dawn Penn to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Juan Atkins,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Flag,
Main Source,
Ronan,
Camouflage,
Sunsets and Hearts,
ABC,
Wings,
Rod Modell,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Flesh Eaters,
Todd Terry,
Agent Orange,
Jandek,
Chris & Cosey,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Remains,
Max Romeo,
X-101,
Panda Bear,
Rites of Spring,
The Associates,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Real Kids,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Toasters,
CMW,
The Raincoats,
Simply Red,
Y Pants,
Sun City Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
The Five Americans,
Marine Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül,
One Last Wish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Qualms,
Ornette Coleman,
Camberwell Now,
Sound Behaviour,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marmalade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scan 7,
Livin' Joy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Average White Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Stiv Bators,
Junior Murvin,
Stereo Dub,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Sherman,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.