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 Libya and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Michael McDonald 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 Section 25 to the dance 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kas Product,
Basic Channel,
Junior Murvin,
Wire,
the Association,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alison Limerick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Boz Scaggs,
Brothers Johnson,
PIL,
Surgeon,
Grauzone,
Cheater Slicks,
Blake Baxter,
Crime,
Yusef Lateef,
Q and Not U,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
James White and The Blacks,
Anakelly,
Massinfluence,
The Velvet Underground,
Pulsallama,
The Fall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Inner City,
Newcleus,
Sugar Minott,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vainqueur,
The Doors,
Graham Central Station,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soft Cell,
UT,
The Remains,
Sonic Youth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Half Japanese,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
The Cramps,
Gabor Szabo,
Flash Fearless,
Bluetip,
Jawbox,
Accadde A,
Silicon Teens,
Parry Music,
Q65,
Altered Images,
The Move,
Dave Gahan,
Mandrill,
The Grass Roots,
Ralphi Rosario,
Underground Resistance,
Andrew Hill,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.