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 Nauru and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Velvet Underground to the grime 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Maleditus Sound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Banda Bassotti,
The Standells,
Ultra Naté,
Kaleidoscope,
Main Source,
Absolute Body Control,
Eli Mardock,
The Velvet Underground,
the Normal,
Guru Guru,
Eddi Front,
Chris & Cosey,
Sarah Menescal,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra,
This Heat,
DJ Style,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brothers Johnson,
The Techniques,
Isaac Hayes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Hood,
D'Angelo,
Pylon,
The Selecter,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Animal Collective,
Radio Birdman,
cv313,
John Holt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Sherman,
U.S. Maple,
Visage,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Television,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Seeds,
Morten Harket,
The Human League,
Scratch Acid,
Deakin,
Judy Mowatt,
The Blackbyrds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cheater Slicks,
Negative Approach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Derrick Morgan,
The Count Five,
David Axelrod,
Max Romeo,
Barrington Levy,
Warsaw,
Ultravox,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.