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 Switzerland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Nico to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Sherman,
Amon Düül II,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bad Manners,
Gang of Four,
The Names,
Donald Byrd,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maleditus Sound,
The Human League,
Sixth Finger,
The Offenders,
Cabaret Voltaire,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ituana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
One Last Wish,
Deadbeat,
Minny Pops,
Masters at Work,
The Red Krayola,
Aural Exciters,
Alison Limerick,
The Fuzztones,
Infiniti,
Shuggie Otis,
Tears for Fears,
New Age Steppers,
The Moleskins,
Pantaleimon,
Suburban Knight,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed,
Sun City Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lightning Bolt,
Arthur Verocai,
La Düsseldorf,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Echospace,
Skriet,
kango's stein massive,
LL Cool J,
Lyres,
Public Image Ltd.,
Simply Red,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Babytalk,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Associates,
T.S.O.L.,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.