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 Qatar and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
the Sonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
Cluster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bill Wells,
The Golliwogs,
Stereo Dub,
Delon & Dalcan,
Vladislav Delay,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
This Heat,
Malaria!,
Animal Collective,
James White and The Blacks,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Star Department,
Ituana,
Lou Reed,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minor Threat,
Average White Band,
Intrusion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joyce Sims,
Kenny Larkin,
The Sonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Monolake,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Byrd,
Fluxion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ten City,
Massinfluence,
The Mojo Men,
Sarah Menescal,
Eli Mardock,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Judy Mowatt,
Minutemen,
Porter Ricks,
R.M.O.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Move,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eric Dolphy,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Skatalites,
New Age Steppers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.