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 Haiti and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Matthew Halsall,
Arab on Radar,
Mad Mike,
Reuben Wilson,
Connie Case,
Dead Boys,
Surgeon,
Funky Four + One,
Sex Pistols,
The Count Five,
Albert Ayler,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wasted Youth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Vladislav Delay,
Monolake,
The Selecter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mission of Burma,
Roger Hodgson,
Khruangbin,
The Index,
The Star Department,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Television,
China Crisis,
Spoonie Gee,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Warsaw,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hasil Adkins,
Jerry's Kids,
Section 25,
Peter and Kerry,
Morten Harket,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
PIL,
Gang Green,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Electric Prunes,
Negative Approach,
Marine Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Gong,
The Angels of Light,
Unwound,
Donald Byrd,
FM Einheit,
Schoolly D,
AZ,
Sugar Minott,
EPMD,
Gregory Isaacs,
a-ha,
Rod Modell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Echospace,
The American Breed,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.