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 Ghana and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 The Slackers to the jazz 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
The Doors,
Big Daddy Kane,
Reagan Youth,
David Axelrod,
Dave Gahan,
Television,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek,
Drexciya,
Minutemen,
Shoche,
The Durutti Column,
Funkadelic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Halsall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gun Club,
Soul II Soul,
X-101,
Mr. Review,
The Pop Group,
Albert Ayler,
Oblivians,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deakin,
Electric Prunes,
Anthony Braxton,
This Heat,
New Order,
Kenny Larkin,
The Searchers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Zapp,
The J.B.'s,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scratch Acid,
Terry Callier,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Main Source,
Bootsy Collins,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sister Nancy,
Hot Snakes,
Reuben Wilson,
Stiv Bators,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rapeman,
Hardrive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Yazoo,
James White and The Blacks,
Juan Atkins,
Roxy Music,
The Young Rascals,
Traffic Nightmare,
Grey Daturas,
Joey Negro,
The Litter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacques Brel,
The Raincoats,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.