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 Afghanistan and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Quando Quango to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jacob Miller,
Connie Case,
The Knickerbockers,
Icehouse,
Subhumans,
Reuben Wilson,
Motorama,
Archie Shepp,
Bronski Beat,
Man Parrish,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visage,
Sun Ra,
Kaleidoscope,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fugs,
Yellowson,
Bang On A Can,
DNA,
Kas Product,
Nico,
MDC,
Vainqueur,
Frankie Knuckles,
Howard Jones,
Lyres,
KRS-One,
Fugazi,
Lower 48,
Crooked Eye,
Ultravox,
The Angels of Light,
Minutemen,
Whodini,
John Cale,
Harry Pussy,
The Count Five,
Wire,
Jandek,
Oblivians,
Das Ding,
The Stooges,
Alice Coltrane,
48th St. Collective,
Kurtis Blow,
Masters at Work,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cure,
Blancmange,
Rites of Spring,
Eve St. Jones,
Second Layer,
Soft Cell,
Yaz,
Sarah Menescal,
Unrelated Segments,
Joy Division,
Pylon,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.