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 Madagascar and from London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ossler to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Negative Approach,
T.S.O.L.,
Godley & Creme,
Royal Trux,
Amon Düül,
Lyres,
Vladislav Delay,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dawn Penn,
Fear,
Mo-Dettes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Panda Bear,
Brand Nubian,
Jacques Brel,
Hashim,
The Moody Blues,
Sam Rivers,
Crash Course in Science,
Traffic Nightmare,
Popol Vuh,
Pet Shop Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Vogues,
Ossler,
The United States of America,
The Black Dice,
Faust,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Iggy Pop,
Suicide,
Pantaleimon,
Cymande,
Black Pus,
R.M.O.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Drexciya,
Silicon Teens,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Carl Craig,
Babytalk,
Tommy Roe,
The Red Krayola,
Loose Ends,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Idris Muhammad,
Reuben Wilson,
Jawbox,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Junior Murvin,
Alison Limerick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
a-ha,
Thee Headcoats,
The Toasters,
Unwound,
Ludus,
John Foxx,
Letta Mbulu,
Maleditus Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.