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 Croatia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Underground Resistance to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Modern Lovers,
Supertramp,
Brass Construction,
The Gap Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pantaleimon,
Theoretical Girls,
Suicide,
Television,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Zero Boys,
Davy DMX,
Liliput,
Icehouse,
the Slits,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Görl,
Wire,
The Move,
New York Dolls,
Cymande,
Niagra,
Gichy Dan,
Panda Bear,
Aural Exciters,
Scientists,
Lee Hazlewood,
Erykah Badu,
CMW,
The Wake,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Swell Maps,
The Fuzztones,
Slick Rick,
Joe Smooth,
Blancmange,
Cecil Taylor,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Duran Duran,
Masters at Work,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Guru Guru,
Monolake,
Wally Richardson,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ohio Players,
Laurel Aitken,
10cc,
Y Pants,
the Human League,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Barracudas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nas,
Black Moon,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.