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 Afghanistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 harpsichord 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 the Sonics to the punk 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Deakin,
Lyres,
Buzzcocks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Blake Baxter,
The Wake,
The Misunderstood,
Q and Not U,
Ultravox,
DJ Style,
Aaron Thompson,
Clear Light,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Happenings,
Eve St. Jones,
ABBA,
Fear,
Pussy Galore,
D'Angelo,
Pylon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soulsonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Human League,
K-Klass,
June Days,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Slackers,
Lungfish,
Hot Snakes,
Young Marble Giants,
Franke,
Joensuu 1685,
Cheater Slicks,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Christie,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Fat Boys,
Max Romeo,
Camberwell Now,
Cal Tjader,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deepchord,
Eric Copeland,
Davy DMX,
Black Bananas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Trumans Water,
Kerri Chandler,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harry Pussy,
Subhumans,
AZ,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jacques Brel,
Gong,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.