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 Congo and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 John Cale 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Royal Trux,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dual Sessions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Archie Shepp,
John Holt,
The Black Dice,
Nico,
Lou Christie,
Amazonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minny Pops,
kango's stein massive,
Bluetip,
Suicide,
Alphaville,
Iggy Pop,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Hood,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Todd Rundgren,
Quando Quango,
Public Image Ltd.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tubeway Army,
cv313,
Buzzcocks,
Pantaleimon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Massinfluence,
Ohio Players,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Laurel Aitken,
Yazoo,
The Trojans,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter & Gordon,
Eddi Front,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blancmange,
Technova,
Reagan Youth,
The Count Five,
Alice Coltrane,
New Age Steppers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David Axelrod,
Neil Young,
Camberwell Now,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Jacob Miller,
Davy DMX,
Lungfish,
Crime,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.