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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe 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 Oneida to the rap 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Television,
Clear Light,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Excepter,
Con Funk Shun,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Piero Umiliani,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dennis Brown,
The Pretty Things,
Drive Like Jehu,
Goldenarms,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Suburban Knight,
Metal Thangz,
Bluetip,
Icehouse,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Zeros,
Amon Düül,
Tomorrow,
The Electric Prunes,
Basic Channel,
the Slits,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vladislav Delay,
Organ,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
48th St. Collective,
Sun Ra,
The Gap Band,
Little Man,
Alice Coltrane,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Byron Stingily,
The Music Machine,
The Toasters,
Letta Mbulu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Silicon Teens,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Barracudas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Talk Talk,
Joe Smooth,
The Fall,
Laurel Aitken,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Happenings,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tears for Fears,
Dave Gahan,
Harry Pussy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Maleditus Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
Swell Maps,
Nirvana,
Eve St. Jones,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.