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 Solomon Islands and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare 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 Bobby Womack to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Das Ding,
the Normal,
Shoche,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quantec,
Max Romeo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Litter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Sonics,
Radio Birdman,
Man Eating Sloth,
Make Up,
Tomorrow,
DNA,
Mantronix,
Lungfish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Patti Smith,
Ice-T,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Glenn Branca,
Tears for Fears,
Kas Product,
Vainqueur,
Jeff Mills,
Hoover,
Royal Trux,
Al Stewart,
Soft Cell,
The Black Dice,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Christie,
Joey Negro,
Scion,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crooked Eye,
Clear Light,
Stetsasonic,
Marc Almond,
Nirvana,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronnie Foster,
Japan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arab on Radar,
LL Cool J,
David Axelrod,
Donald Byrd,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Martian,
K-Klass,
The Human League,
The Count Five,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.