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 Thailand and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 The Raincoats to the dance 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy 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?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mummies,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barbara Tucker,
Lindisfarne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scion,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pole,
The Gories,
The Cowsills,
Fugazi,
Adolescents,
Sällskapet,
John Holt,
New Age Steppers,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arthur Verocai,
Lungfish,
Sight & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pagans,
The Durutti Column,
Agitation Free,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
Slick Rick,
Popol Vuh,
Cymande,
U.S. Maple,
Symarip,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jawbox,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aswad,
Dark Day,
Roxette,
Circle Jerks,
Eric Dolphy,
Whodini,
Al Stewart,
Scrapy,
Deadbeat,
Lower 48,
Brand Nubian,
Average White Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Skaos,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeff Mills,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minutemen,
The Detroit Cobras,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Normal,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.