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 Sweden and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Michael McDonald 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 La Düsseldorf to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Deadbeat,
Mark Hollis,
Icehouse,
David Axelrod,
Fugazi,
The United States of America,
Ossler,
Metal Thangz,
The Busters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Audionom,
Junior Murvin,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Coltrane,
In Retrospect,
Easy Going,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ituana,
Brothers Johnson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tom Boy,
T. Rex,
The Wake,
Soft Machine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Remains,
The Fugs,
The Offenders,
Youth Brigade,
Stiv Bators,
The Durutti Column,
Popol Vuh,
The Blues Magoos,
Henry Cow,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fuzztones,
Ludus,
Organ,
Drexciya,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Max Romeo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Boredoms,
Archie Shepp,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Velvet Underground,
Zero Boys,
The Pop Group,
Barrington Levy,
Young Marble Giants,
Funkadelic,
The Standells,
Harry Pussy,
Groovy Waters,
The Fire Engines,
Oneida,
Graham Central Station,
Swans,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.