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 Suriname and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Scion to the punk 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Von Mondo,
Procol Harum,
Fat Boys,
The Smiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Normal,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sixth Finger,
The Stooges,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash,
Section 25,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yusef Lateef,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Q and Not U,
DNA,
The Electric Prunes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Moby Grape,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marshall Jefferson,
L. Decosne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Archie Shepp,
Nirvana,
Adolescents,
Peter and Kerry,
Joensuu 1685,
Rotary Connection,
F. McDonald,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lower 48,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cal Tjader,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fire Engines,
Wire,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Model 500,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tropical Tobacco,
Essential Logic,
New Age Steppers,
Sugar Minott,
Pantaleimon,
Bill Near,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tomorrow,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vainqueur,
kango's stein massive,
Fad Gadget,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Audionom,
Rhythm & Sound,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.