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 Turkmenistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the dance 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Bad Manners,
Stiv Bators,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blake Baxter,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Victims,
Brass Construction,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sound,
the Human League,
Royal Trux,
Peter & Gordon,
New Age Steppers,
Bill Near,
The Music Machine,
The Selecter,
Hot Snakes,
Jeff Lynne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tommy Roe,
Country Teasers,
The American Breed,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fire Engines,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Electric Prunes,
Ituana,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sonic Youth,
The Associates,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boz Scaggs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gabor Szabo,
The Blues Magoos,
Steve Hackett,
The Seeds,
Deadbeat,
Idris Muhammad,
Minor Threat,
Banda Bassotti,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Zeros,
Public Image Ltd.,
Index,
Tomorrow,
Dawn Penn,
Barry Ungar,
Amon Düül II,
Pharoah Sanders,
Neu!,
F. McDonald,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Black Dice,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.