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 Honduras and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bad Manners to the grunge 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David McCallum,
The Dirtbombs,
Rekid,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Pus,
Fugazi,
Skriet,
Animal Collective,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Black Dice,
Crooked Eye,
Hashim,
The Standells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magma,
DJ Sneak,
Eden Ahbez,
Judy Mowatt,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Icehouse,
Gang Green,
Chris Corsano,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fuzztones,
Hasil Adkins,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cure,
Fatback Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Excepter,
Heaven 17,
Lyres,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MDC,
Outsiders,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scan 7,
Funkadelic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Radio Birdman,
Pantytec,
Jerry's Kids,
Aaron Thompson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DNA,
Altered Images,
Blake Baxter,
The Offenders,
The Beau Brummels,
Audionom,
Amon Düül II,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thee Headcoats,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Modern Lovers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.