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 Nigeria and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Pole to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wings,
Camberwell Now,
Fat Boys,
Nico,
Ultimate Spinach,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Terry Callier,
Alphaville,
Television Personalities,
Todd Rundgren,
X-101,
Animal Collective,
The Invisible,
Lindisfarne,
Vladislav Delay,
Sonic Youth,
The Index,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Severed Heads,
the Association,
Oblivians,
Kevin Saunderson,
R.M.O.,
The Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amazonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cramps,
Pere Ubu,
The Tremeloes,
Grey Daturas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Brothers Johnson,
Duran Duran,
Pylon,
Jacques Brel,
Nirvana,
Y Pants,
The Litter,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Infiniti,
Letta Mbulu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Suicide,
Jawbox,
the Soft Cell,
Banda Bassotti,
Ohio Players,
Wally Richardson,
Pulsallama,
Quantec,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Warsaw,
Theoretical Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.