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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soulsonic Force to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Al Stewart,
The Dead C,
Peter & Gordon,
Wire,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Icehouse,
a-ha,
Sam Rivers,
Ten City,
The Young Rascals,
Youth Brigade,
Mr. Review,
Subhumans,
Liliput,
Gichy Dan,
Warren Ellis,
Joy Division,
Scientists,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tim Buckley,
Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
The United States of America,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Basic Channel,
La Düsseldorf,
The Smoke,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jandek,
Brick,
John Lydon,
Radio Birdman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Todd Rundgren,
Graham Central Station,
The Moody Blues,
Sex Pistols,
Infiniti,
Pagans,
The Blackbyrds,
Lucky Dragons,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Agent Orange,
Fluxion,
The Techniques,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ossler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Litter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jacob Miller,
Theoretical Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Slave,
Easy Going,
MDC,
The Star Department,
Matthew Halsall,
Essential Logic,
Ultravox,
Panda Bear,
Jawbox,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.