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 Belgium and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Smog to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra 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?
Alphaville,
Mr. Review,
Letta Mbulu,
Q65,
The Knickerbockers,
Magazine,
Darondo,
Bush Tetras,
Traffic Nightmare,
Suburban Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Blues Magoos,
the Sonics,
Robert Hood,
Faust,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry's Kids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Saints,
Vladislav Delay,
Chris & Cosey,
The Real Kids,
Surgeon,
OOIOO,
John Lydon,
T. Rex,
Minny Pops,
Warsaw,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nirvana,
Sound Behaviour,
Skarface,
Siglo XX,
The Modern Lovers,
Circle Jerks,
Bronski Beat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bob Dylan,
Don Cherry,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Remains,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Terrestrial Tones,
Easy Going,
The Music Machine,
Quadrant,
Gabor Szabo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Curtis Mayfield,
L. Decosne,
Freddie Wadling,
Lalann,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Stooges,
Simply Red,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Khruangbin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Monks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.