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 Czech Republic and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 Harry Pussy to the rock 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Birthday Party,
The Human League,
The Motions,
Barry Ungar,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skriet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warren Ellis,
Soulsonic Force,
Lyres,
Camberwell Now,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Faraquet,
Pierre Henry,
Swell Maps,
Eden Ahbez,
The Skatalites,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fire Engines,
The Fuzztones,
The Move,
The Cure,
the Slits,
Avey Tare,
Porter Ricks,
the Soft Cell,
The Stooges,
The American Breed,
Slick Rick,
Bill Near,
The Residents,
Arab on Radar,
Smog,
Organ,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scrapy,
Bobby Sherman,
John Coltrane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
X-102,
The Pretty Things,
The Walker Brothers,
Jerry's Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Young Rascals,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stetsasonic,
Ken Boothe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sällskapet,
The Kinks,
The Martian,
Q and Not U,
L. Decosne,
Electric Prunes,
Tom Boy,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.