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 Guinea and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 chamberlin 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 Sonic Youth to the rap 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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Country Teasers,
Roxy Music,
The Sound,
Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
The Flesh Eaters,
Robert Hood,
FM Einheit,
The Moody Blues,
In Retrospect,
The Neon Judgement,
Mission of Burma,
The Invisible,
Silicon Teens,
Derrick Morgan,
The Golliwogs,
Section 25,
T. Rex,
Eli Mardock,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vainqueur,
Franke,
Bobby Womack,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Donny Hathaway,
Grauzone,
Buzzcocks,
Patti Smith,
Kayak,
Malaria!,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Audionom,
Joyce Sims,
Brand Nubian,
John Holt,
The Martian,
Pantaleimon,
Josef K,
Altered Images,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
One Last Wish,
Al Stewart,
Talk Talk,
Hardrive,
Ituana,
The Vogues,
Camouflage,
Don Cherry,
Oblivians,
The Gories,
Wire,
Severed Heads,
Aural Exciters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swell Maps,
Eric Copeland,
These Immortal Souls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.