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 Angola and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the grunge 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Zero Boys,
ABBA,
the Slits,
Arab on Radar,
Eurythmics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joensuu 1685,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deakin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobby Byrd,
Lindisfarne,
Max Romeo,
Whodini,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Simply Red,
Y Pants,
the Fania All-Stars,
Niagra,
Sällskapet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
The Barracudas,
Tom Boy,
Kayak,
Iggy Pop,
Masters at Work,
Jacques Brel,
Agitation Free,
Tim Buckley,
Newcleus,
Brass Construction,
Franke,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare,
Mars,
The New Christs,
Godley & Creme,
David Axelrod,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fluxion,
Matthew Halsall,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Searchers,
Magazine,
The Pretty Things,
Leonard Cohen,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scion,
Gang Green,
The Invisible,
World's Most,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roxy Music,
Kurtis Blow,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.