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 Suriname and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Darondo to the crunk 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Lou Reed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rapeman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Excepter,
Blancmange,
Easy Going,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Bananas,
Motorama,
The American Breed,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jacob Miller,
Pussy Galore,
Roger Hodgson,
The Barracudas,
Steve Hackett,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fear,
Moss Icon,
La Düsseldorf,
Crime,
Symarip,
The Red Krayola,
Patti Smith,
Whodini,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sun Ra,
Camberwell Now,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Saints,
Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cure,
Lindisfarne,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Human League,
Hardrive,
The Velvet Underground,
Scan 7,
Minutemen,
Swans,
Procol Harum,
Gang Starr,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Order,
Jacques Brel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Trumans Water,
The Move,
The Cramps,
Dark Day,
Ultra Naté,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deakin,
Althea and Donna,
Byron Stingily,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.