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 Tuvalu and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ 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 The Kinks to the grunge 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
F. McDonald,
Audionom,
Clear Light,
Maurizio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T. Rex,
Au Pairs,
The Cowsills,
Robert Görl,
Sight & Sound,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terry Callier,
Blake Baxter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
L. Decosne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Index,
Letta Mbulu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Public Enemy,
Junior Murvin,
Black Flag,
Faust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Skaos,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Josef K,
Connie Case,
Ronan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Colin Newman,
The Moody Blues,
Eric Dolphy,
The Leaves,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bang On A Can,
8 Eyed Spy,
Panda Bear,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Henry Cow,
John Cale,
Mandrill,
Boogie Down Productions,
CMW,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lakeside,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Smoke,
Harpers Bizarre,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marvin Gaye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monks,
Lalann,
Roy Ayers,
Sarah Menescal,
Piero Umiliani,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.