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 Austria and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Buckinghams to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Carl Craig,
Eric Dolphy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Searchers,
MC5,
Erasure,
The New Christs,
EPMD,
Bill Near,
Bill Wells,
The Gories,
The Real Kids,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marmalade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Enemy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cybotron,
FM Einheit,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Teasers,
Marvin Gaye,
Masters at Work,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Blancmange,
Skaos,
Siglo XX,
Toni Rubio,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moss Icon,
Jandek,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Trojans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Vogues,
Chris Corsano,
The Pretty Things,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Suicide,
Swell Maps,
Harry Pussy,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Beau Brummels,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Red Krayola,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gun Club,
Scan 7,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Man Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magma,
Soft Cell,
Mandrill,
Black Bananas,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.