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 Somalia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Roxette,
Gichy Dan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Faust,
Eden Ahbez,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Görl,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jacques Brel,
Mo-Dettes,
The Evens,
Janne Schatter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Siglo XX,
Throbbing Gristle,
Desert Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camberwell Now,
The Motions,
The Sonics,
Ten City,
Nico,
Avey Tare,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Animal Collective,
Sonny Sharrock,
Echospace,
ABBA,
The Walker Brothers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bang On A Can,
The Residents,
Intrusion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nik Kershaw,
Camouflage,
World's Most,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Star Department,
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Osbourne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chris & Cosey,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ronnie Foster,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mars,
KRS-One,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Surgeon,
Rotary Connection,
The J.B.'s,
The Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
Arab on Radar,
The Five Americans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.