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 Liechtenstein and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar 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 Peter & Gordon to the disco 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Ken Boothe,
Quantec,
Supertramp,
Model 500,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Harmonia,
Roxy Music,
Matthew Bourne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Germs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sandy B,
Monolake,
Shoche,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Moon,
Sight & Sound,
Barrington Levy,
The Fugs,
X-102,
Animal Collective,
Black Bananas,
Eurythmics,
Man Parrish,
FM Einheit,
Young Marble Giants,
Donny Hathaway,
John Cale,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lakeside,
Niagra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camberwell Now,
Brothers Johnson,
Tommy Roe,
Aloha Tigers,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Raincoats,
Leonard Cohen,
Radiohead,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ituana,
a-ha,
Skriet,
Heaven 17,
Blancmange,
Crispy Ambulance,
Freddie Wadling,
Avey Tare,
Funky Four + One,
The Flesh Eaters,
Simply Red,
The Standells,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.