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 Denmark and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gerry Rafferty to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Mo-Dettes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agent Orange,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marmalade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
UT,
Lalo Schifrin,
Chris Corsano,
Ponytail,
The Count Five,
Darondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Niagra,
Arcadia,
John Foxx,
The Remains,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cowsills,
Lungfish,
Tomorrow,
The Tremeloes,
FM Einheit,
Skriet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Amazonics,
The Seeds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alphaville,
The Knickerbockers,
Todd Rundgren,
Unrelated Segments,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Skaos,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eve St. Jones,
The American Breed,
Rekid,
Monolake,
Avey Tare,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barrington Levy,
The Beau Brummels,
Flipper,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Todd Terry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
Jandek,
David McCallum,
Jawbox,
The Skatalites,
Minor Threat,
The Zeros,
The Slackers,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.