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 Singapore and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Lou Reed 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Minny Pops,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soft Machine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
a-ha,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hashim,
Warsaw,
Shoche,
Joy Division,
The Fugs,
Swell Maps,
The Last Poets,
Alphaville,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lightning Bolt,
Sällskapet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pet Shop Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
Massinfluence,
The Blackbyrds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Smog,
Second Layer,
the Normal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sun Ra,
Arthur Verocai,
Silicon Teens,
The Angels of Light,
Magazine,
Roxette,
Urselle,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Michelle Simonal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Davy DMX,
Ronan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Amon Düül,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mars,
Grauzone,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Derrick May,
Thompson Twins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anakelly,
Alton Ellis,
Chrome,
Brick,
The Real Kids,
Young Marble Giants,
Roger Hodgson,
X-101,
Scientists,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.