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 Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the grunge 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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
Dark Day,
The Residents,
Jandek,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
The Selecter,
The Seeds,
Icehouse,
Yaz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brass Construction,
Panda Bear,
The Remains,
Bronski Beat,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eden Ahbez,
The Beau Brummels,
Porter Ricks,
Blake Baxter,
Model 500,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skarface,
ABC,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Leaves,
T. Rex,
LL Cool J,
FM Einheit,
Graham Central Station,
The Victims,
June Days,
The Doors,
Tres Demented,
Ultra Naté,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Duran Duran,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Los Fastidios,
Little Man,
Average White Band,
June of 44,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gladiators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Steve Hackett,
Clear Light,
Terrestrial Tones,
Essential Logic,
the Bar-Kays,
Cecil Taylor,
Can,
Idris Muhammad,
China Crisis,
Camberwell Now,
Mr. Review,
The Martian,
Alice Coltrane,
Joy Division,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.