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 Mauritius and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sonny Sharrock to the rock 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Urselle,
Eric Copeland,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pantytec,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kas Product,
Monks,
Quando Quango,
Black Flag,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Wells,
The Gap Band,
Leonard Cohen,
The Red Krayola,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Loose Ends,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Chris Corsano,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crime,
Ultravox,
The Young Rascals,
Newcleus,
The Real Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Seeds,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Association,
Franke,
Ten City,
Sun Ra,
Morten Harket,
Masters at Work,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Altered Images,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
Lucky Dragons,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
David Axelrod,
The Martian,
The Detroit Cobras,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warren Ellis,
The Offenders,
Aloha Tigers,
Nils Olav,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Index,
Alice Coltrane,
Mad Mike,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Standells,
Yazoo,
Section 25,
Television,
The Sisters of Mercy,
a-ha,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.