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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Cairo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Yellowson,
Nas,
Neu!,
Rod Modell,
Nico,
Man Parrish,
CMW,
Yaz,
The Cramps,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker,
Supertramp,
Shuggie Otis,
Joe Smooth,
Roxette,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fatback Band,
Joyce Sims,
The Slackers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jandek,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Walker Brothers,
Eli Mardock,
Pulsallama,
Frankie Knuckles,
This Heat,
Malaria!,
Mission of Burma,
Jeff Lynne,
Gabor Szabo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aaron Thompson,
The Offenders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Move,
Depeche Mode,
MC5,
Bill Near,
Dawn Penn,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
Trumans Water,
Robert Wyatt,
Judy Mowatt,
Nick Fraelich,
Rapeman,
the Sonics,
Lakeside,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Toasters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
R.M.O.,
Qualms,
Eric B and Rakim,
Warsaw,
Jerry's Kids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The J.B.'s,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.