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 Ecuador and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Colin Newman to the funk 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Germs,
Popol Vuh,
Davy DMX,
Dawn Penn,
Morten Harket,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed,
Rakim,
The Tremeloes,
Q and Not U,
Sex Pistols,
Das Ding,
Nik Kershaw,
The Leaves,
Rotary Connection,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
Pierre Henry,
In Retrospect,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Stooges,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Parry Music,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bob Dylan,
Zapp,
Delta 5,
Masters at Work,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Womack,
Silicon Teens,
Kas Product,
David McCallum,
New Order,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deakin,
Negative Approach,
Warren Ellis,
The Blues Magoos,
John Cale,
Kool Moe Dee,
Main Source,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Massinfluence,
Marmalade,
New York Dolls,
The Remains,
Scratch Acid,
Los Fastidios,
Ice-T,
The Dead C,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Trumans Water,
Minor Threat,
Bill Wells,
Cymande,
The Fall,
Mad Mike,
Adolescents,
10cc,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.