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 Kyrgyzstan and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 ABC to the jazz 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Parry Music,
Fela Kuti,
Lalann,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ossler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jandek,
Reuben Wilson,
Radiohead,
Deakin,
Ultravox,
Deepchord,
Big Daddy Kane,
Porter Ricks,
Morten Harket,
Kool Moe Dee,
Franke,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ornette Coleman,
Danielle Patucci,
MC5,
the Germs,
Derrick May,
Eric Copeland,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Byrd,
Juan Atkins,
FM Einheit,
the Bar-Kays,
The Beau Brummels,
Ludus,
Cameo,
Wolf Eyes,
The Mummies,
Lightning Bolt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tres Demented,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Mills,
Urselle,
Blake Baxter,
The Tremeloes,
The Standells,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Basic Channel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
John Foxx,
the Human League,
Gerry Rafferty,
Absolute Body Control,
Rapeman,
Freddie Wadling,
Soft Machine,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arab on Radar,
Icehouse,
Animal Collective,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.