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 Czech Republic and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet 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 Basic Channel to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sarah Menescal,
Duran Duran,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scion,
Kayak,
Das Ding,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Trojans,
Cymande,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Don Cherry,
Infiniti,
Lebanon Hanover,
Metal Thangz,
The Motions,
the Normal,
Bob Dylan,
Mary Jane Girls,
R.M.O.,
Dennis Brown,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Suburban Knight,
DJ Style,
Country Teasers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dawn Penn,
The Slackers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ludus,
The Raincoats,
Index,
The Detroit Cobras,
Adolescents,
Ronan,
Delta 5,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nas,
Mark Hollis,
Deakin,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Evens,
Eric Copeland,
Negative Approach,
Skarface,
The Toasters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.