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 Swaziland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Chris Corsano to the disco 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fear,
Khruangbin,
Sparks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Music Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Popol Vuh,
UT,
This Heat,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crash Course in Science,
Chris Corsano,
Black Pus,
Scion,
The Fuzztones,
LL Cool J,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kool Moe Dee,
D'Angelo,
Kevin Saunderson,
June Days,
New York Dolls,
Soulsonic Force,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Bourne,
Gerry Rafferty,
June of 44,
The Leaves,
Con Funk Shun,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soft Machine,
Rod Modell,
Jeff Mills,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Blues Magoos,
KRS-One,
The Moody Blues,
Dual Sessions,
Aaron Thompson,
Blancmange,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
Janne Schatter,
Mission of Burma,
the Fania All-Stars,
Swell Maps,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Saints,
Aloha Tigers,
Siglo XX,
Kayak,
The Last Poets,
Kerri Chandler,
David Axelrod,
Henry Cow,
Michelle Simonal,
The Zeros,
Yaz,
Intrusion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.