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 Bahrain and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar 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 Neil Young to the electroclash 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
Tomorrow,
The Buckinghams,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nick Fraelich,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
James White and The Blacks,
Los Fastidios,
Derrick Morgan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crime,
Excepter,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Machine,
The Fortunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
World's Most,
The Cramps,
Wire,
Delta 5,
Maleditus Sound,
Robert Hood,
The Young Rascals,
Au Pairs,
Lucky Dragons,
Tommy Roe,
48th St. Collective,
John Coltrane,
Quantec,
Mad Mike,
Al Stewart,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roxette,
Isaac Hayes,
The Victims,
These Immortal Souls,
Boz Scaggs,
The Remains,
Aural Exciters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Blancmange,
Toni Rubio,
Morten Harket,
Saccharine Trust,
Joe Smooth,
Duran Duran,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Human League,
The Raincoats,
Lindisfarne,
Scratch Acid,
Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Scott Walker,
Sight & Sound,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.