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 Kosovo and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Yaz to the funk 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Blancmange,
Groovy Waters,
Tim Buckley,
The Fire Engines,
Iggy Pop,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantytec,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gregory Isaacs,
JFA,
Average White Band,
Marine Girls,
OOIOO,
Deakin,
Albert Ayler,
Radio Birdman,
Angry Samoans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
kango's stein massive,
Erykah Badu,
Sun City Girls,
Section 25,
Fatback Band,
EPMD,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Whodini,
Crispy Ambulance,
Schoolly D,
The Leaves,
Lungfish,
Siglo XX,
Blossom Toes,
Mr. Review,
Slave,
Make Up,
Soulsonic Force,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stereo Dub,
Chrome,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Cale,
T. Rex,
Josef K,
Henry Cow,
Sound Behaviour,
Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
48th St. Collective,
Soft Machine,
Rites of Spring,
Cybotron,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cluster,
John Coltrane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ten City,
Joy Division,
Derrick Morgan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.