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 Chile and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 Khruangbin to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Aaron Thompson,
Colin Newman,
Ronan,
The Barracudas,
Derrick May,
Iggy Pop,
The Last Poets,
June Days,
Jeff Lynne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eden Ahbez,
Sixth Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pagans,
Bobby Byrd,
UT,
the Germs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Goldenarms,
Gichy Dan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter and Kerry,
Simply Red,
Al Stewart,
Nick Fraelich,
Thee Headcoats,
Essential Logic,
The Gun Club,
The Martian,
Section 25,
the Normal,
World's Most,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Monochrome Set,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scan 7,
Alton Ellis,
DNA,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sister Nancy,
Scion,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Move,
Y Pants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Remains,
Technova,
Easy Going,
Donny Hathaway,
Quadrant,
Dawn Penn,
The Skatalites,
Public Enemy,
Mandrill,
Sandy B,
Black Bananas,
Chrome,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.