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 St Lucia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 June Days to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swans,
Kayak,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Rundgren,
Q65,
Average White Band,
The New Christs,
The Grass Roots,
Crime,
Gong,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Graham Central Station,
Crispy Ambulance,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultra Naté,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Henry Cow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
CMW,
The Cure,
Idris Muhammad,
The Durutti Column,
Lower 48,
Terry Callier,
The Barracudas,
Excepter,
Silicon Teens,
Aaron Thompson,
Minor Threat,
Cluster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
James White and The Blacks,
Motorama,
Organ,
The Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
Pharoah Sanders,
Simply Red,
the Human League,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Michelle Simonal,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Moody Blues,
The Count Five,
Desert Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
Jawbox,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Minny Pops,
Sonic Youth,
Mantronix,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.