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 Indonesia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 The Happenings to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hoover,
Reuben Wilson,
Moby Grape,
The Fuzztones,
Japan,
Joensuu 1685,
The Alarm Clocks,
Panda Bear,
Sexual Harrassment,
Leonard Cohen,
Joyce Sims,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Smoke,
Lakeside,
Delta 5,
Thee Headcoats,
X-101,
Boz Scaggs,
Drexciya,
The Seeds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sonics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Saints,
Crispy Ambulance,
Carl Craig,
Jerry's Kids,
Derrick Morgan,
Goldenarms,
Nirvana,
The Fire Engines,
Fugazi,
Sixth Finger,
Rekid,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
David McCallum,
The Black Dice,
John Lydon,
The Gun Club,
Roger Hodgson,
Franke,
The Barracudas,
Vladislav Delay,
the Slits,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Whodini,
Unwound,
Depeche Mode,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Fraelich,
U.S. Maple,
X-102,
Nico,
Surgeon,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.