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 Chile and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the funk 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fear,
Pantaleimon,
Banda Bassotti,
Nirvana,
Pylon,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Harry Pussy,
Chris & Cosey,
Piero Umiliani,
Cybotron,
the Swans,
The Divine Comedy,
Quantec,
Marine Girls,
Intrusion,
The Red Krayola,
Dennis Brown,
The Grass Roots,
Masters at Work,
Roxette,
Josef K,
In Retrospect,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Parry Music,
Reagan Youth,
Ronan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ohio Players,
The Black Dice,
Oneida,
Al Stewart,
Donald Byrd,
Sugar Minott,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minor Threat,
Cymande,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David Bowie,
Bill Near,
Peter & Gordon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barclay James Harvest,
ABBA,
Das Ding,
New Order,
Magma,
Rufus Thomas,
Scan 7,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ituana,
Index,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.