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 Argentina and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lalann to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Infiniti,
Bootsy Collins,
The Knickerbockers,
June Days,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Happenings,
Rotary Connection,
Piero Umiliani,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Donny Hathaway,
Anthony Braxton,
New Age Steppers,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Buckinghams,
Quantec,
E-Dancer,
David Axelrod,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bobby Sherman,
Camberwell Now,
Letta Mbulu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Throbbing Gristle,
DNA,
Pole,
Buzzcocks,
Monks,
Faust,
The Modern Lovers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Y Pants,
The Martian,
Minny Pops,
T. Rex,
Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter and Kerry,
Kerri Chandler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delta 5,
Howard Jones,
Arcadia,
Altered Images,
Joe Finger,
The United States of America,
Television,
Oneida,
Rod Modell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rites of Spring,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quando Quango,
Donald Byrd,
Pantaleimon,
Brass Construction,
Cheater Slicks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.