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 Latvia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Joy Division,
Sixth Finger,
La Düsseldorf,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Slave,
Janne Schatter,
Faraquet,
DJ Sneak,
Main Source,
Rakim,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Toasters,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gap Band,
The Tremeloes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Slick Rick,
The Names,
The Monks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Japan,
Sound Behaviour,
Lungfish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lower 48,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Easy Going,
Khruangbin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dark Day,
Tres Demented,
Zero Boys,
Delta 5,
Warsaw,
Flamin' Groovies,
Unrelated Segments,
Leonard Cohen,
AZ,
Agitation Free,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Sherman,
World's Most,
Silicon Teens,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nas,
The Black Dice,
The Misunderstood,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Subhumans,
David Bowie,
Au Pairs,
Rotary Connection,
Byron Stingily,
LL Cool J,
Rufus Thomas,
Ultra Naté,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.