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 Bolivia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 The Grass Roots to the crunk 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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 Fall,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sonic Youth,
The Toasters,
Livin' Joy,
Leonard Cohen,
X-101,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultravox,
Jawbox,
Freddie Wadling,
The Doors,
PIL,
Guru Guru,
Erasure,
Deepchord,
OOIOO,
Godley & Creme,
Brass Construction,
Alice Coltrane,
Desert Stars,
The Monochrome Set,
Cymande,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Magma,
Michelle Simonal,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Barracudas,
Q65,
Suicide,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Sherman,
Soft Cell,
Sun Ra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bootsy Collins,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gichy Dan,
Sun City Girls,
Eurythmics,
Visage,
Gabor Szabo,
Sarah Menescal,
Funky Four + One,
CMW,
Boredoms,
Bobby Byrd,
MC5,
Barry Ungar,
Infiniti,
Ludus,
Black Bananas,
Kayak,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jerry's Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.