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 Switzerland and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Edmonton and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Steve Hackett,
Blancmange,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eddi Front,
JFA,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skriet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Shuggie Otis,
Freddie Wadling,
The Smiths,
Metal Thangz,
the Swans,
Minor Threat,
Fela Kuti,
Ludus,
Joe Smooth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Gories,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Aaron Thompson,
Khruangbin,
Simply Red,
Radiohead,
The Smoke,
These Immortal Souls,
The Dead C,
Monks,
Bluetip,
Aural Exciters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Offenders,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Graham Central Station,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fad Gadget,
Glenn Branca,
Wings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stereo Dub,
Country Teasers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
PIL,
Siglo XX,
Maurizio,
Jeff Lynne,
The Walker Brothers,
Electric Prunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Busters,
Peter and Kerry,
Average White Band,
Slick Rick,
Lightning Bolt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Silicon Teens,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.