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 Barbados and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Woodstock.
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 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 Holger Czukay 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 Lightning Bolt to the jazz 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeff Lynne,
Nils Olav,
Soulsonic Force,
Cluster,
The Moleskins,
Kayak,
Hot Snakes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yellowson,
Stetsasonic,
The Toasters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ornette Coleman,
Liliput,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Davy DMX,
Goldenarms,
Maurizio,
Hardrive,
The United States of America,
Ken Boothe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun City Girls,
Lyres,
The Busters,
Japan,
The Fuzztones,
Loose Ends,
The Wake,
The Angels of Light,
Wings,
CMW,
Nirvana,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gun Club,
Tomorrow,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Unrelated Segments,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Main Source,
Talk Talk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Martian,
The Motions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Junior Murvin,
Minnie Riperton,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultravox,
Groovy Waters,
The Cowsills,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eli Mardock,
Bill Near,
Swell Maps,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Audionom,
Animal Collective,
Icehouse,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.