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 Mexico and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin 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 Roger Hodgson to the electroclash 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
John Coltrane,
Cluster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Kinks,
Smog,
Ituana,
Jeff Lynne,
Das Ding,
Wolf Eyes,
Amon Düül,
Bobby Byrd,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed,
Little Man,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Saints,
The Moleskins,
The Wake,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radiopuhelimet,
KRS-One,
The Monochrome Set,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camberwell Now,
Y Pants,
Swell Maps,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Young Rascals,
Niagra,
Schoolly D,
Slave,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Leaves,
Cal Tjader,
Skaos,
ABBA,
Faust,
the Bar-Kays,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erykah Badu,
New York Dolls,
Japan,
Pylon,
Royal Trux,
Scrapy,
cv313,
F. McDonald,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Iggy Pop,
A Certain Ratio,
Terry Callier,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
James White and The Blacks,
Marmalade,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Derrick Morgan,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.