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 Bhutan and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the grime 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mantronix,
The Toasters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Associates,
Mad Mike,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
T.S.O.L.,
Iggy Pop,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sarah Menescal,
Ice-T,
the Bar-Kays,
Inner City,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bob Dylan,
Soul II Soul,
the Swans,
Mandrill,
Wire,
These Immortal Souls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hardrive,
Colin Newman,
Lakeside,
Joe Finger,
Livin' Joy,
Ronan,
Peter & Gordon,
The Dead C,
Minny Pops,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scientists,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tim Buckley,
Essential Logic,
Letta Mbulu,
Robert Hood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Leaves,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sound,
Lindisfarne,
Desert Stars,
Monolake,
Chris & Cosey,
Matthew Bourne,
Drexciya,
Heaven 17,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Count Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cure,
Circle Jerks,
Yaz,
Technova,
The Residents,
Roy Ayers,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.