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 Philippines and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sonics to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-102,
Wire,
Gil Scott Heron,
Neu!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
Bluetip,
ABBA,
Amon Düül,
Howard Jones,
Mark Hollis,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Smoke,
Jeff Mills,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pussy Galore,
Moss Icon,
T. Rex,
X-Ray Spex,
Eddi Front,
Rosa Yemen,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ossler,
Flipper,
Chrome,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Niagra,
Ludus,
Excepter,
The Litter,
MC5,
Marvin Gaye,
Bill Near,
Jeru the Damaja,
B.T. Express,
Shoche,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sällskapet,
the Slits,
Minny Pops,
Lungfish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül II,
Young Marble Giants,
Frankie Knuckles,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fat Boys,
Au Pairs,
OOIOO,
Television,
David Axelrod,
The Techniques,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tomorrow,
The Blackbyrds,
Procol Harum,
the Swans,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.