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 Panama and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Traffic Nightmare to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
The Alarm Clocks,
10cc,
Interpol,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mo-Dettes,
The Black Dice,
48th St. Collective,
Colin Newman,
Slave,
Nas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ponytail,
Aaron Thompson,
Rufus Thomas,
Tomorrow,
Glambeats Corp.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Arthur Verocai,
The Move,
Technova,
Aloha Tigers,
June Days,
The Moody Blues,
The Birthday Party,
New York Dolls,
Yellowson,
Yaz,
Mission of Burma,
The New Christs,
Camberwell Now,
The Dirtbombs,
Steve Hackett,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Warsaw,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Angels of Light,
Nico,
Neil Young,
Lalann,
the Association,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Main Source,
Rekid,
La Düsseldorf,
Second Layer,
Popol Vuh,
Joe Smooth,
AZ,
Guru Guru,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Morten Harket,
Shuggie Otis,
Archie Shepp,
The Real Kids,
Wasted Youth,
Average White Band,
The Fire Engines,
Underground Resistance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.