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 Denmark and from Paris.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
The Victims,
Robert Hood,
Echospace,
Jandek,
OOIOO,
Rosa Yemen,
Jeff Mills,
Ultravox,
Tres Demented,
Avey Tare,
Q65,
Scion,
DJ Sneak,
Ken Boothe,
B.T. Express,
Glenn Branca,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Names,
The United States of America,
John Coltrane,
Essential Logic,
Sun City Girls,
Cluster,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gories,
The Doors,
Big Daddy Kane,
La Düsseldorf,
Audionom,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Derrick May,
The Detroit Cobras,
Youth Brigade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Sheep,
Faust,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Cowsills,
Gang Gang Dance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barrington Levy,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Aural Exciters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camberwell Now,
Stiv Bators,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
Technova,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Tremeloes,
Barbara Tucker,
Kurtis Blow,
Marvin Gaye,
The Move,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.