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 Tanzania and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Lebanon Hanover to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jawbox,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cheater Slicks,
Graham Central Station,
The Moleskins,
U.S. Maple,
Cybotron,
Lakeside,
Dorothy Ashby,
China Crisis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tres Demented,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jerry's Kids,
Vainqueur,
Mark Hollis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delon & Dalcan,
L. Decosne,
Hardrive,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eddi Front,
Sister Nancy,
Altered Images,
Sound Behaviour,
Swell Maps,
OOIOO,
Schoolly D,
the Germs,
Terry Callier,
Ituana,
Kevin Saunderson,
Freddie Wadling,
Parry Music,
The Knickerbockers,
Zero Boys,
Can,
Prince Buster,
The Standells,
Mantronix,
Deakin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dead Boys,
Masters at Work,
Rotary Connection,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Al Stewart,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Black Sheep,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lungfish,
Metal Thangz,
Mars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Delta 5,
The Raincoats,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.