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 Korea South and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
the Germs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Janne Schatter,
FM Einheit,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Graham Central Station,
Sixth Finger,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rekid,
The Techniques,
Dave Gahan,
Franke,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deakin,
Kas Product,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Index,
Swans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Neon Judgement,
Ultravox,
Little Man,
Fatback Band,
The United States of America,
Young Marble Giants,
Los Fastidios,
Alton Ellis,
Altered Images,
Pagans,
The Velvet Underground,
New Age Steppers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Das Ding,
John Lydon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Pop Group,
Qualms,
Idris Muhammad,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nico,
Rod Modell,
Lungfish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Electric Light Orchestra,
June of 44,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül II,
Absolute Body Control,
Urselle,
Judy Mowatt,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mandrill,
Magazine,
Camberwell Now,
Juan Atkins,
Lyres,
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.