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 Mozambique and from Bremen.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pantytec to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Can,
Cybotron,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eden Ahbez,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tom Boy,
Easy Going,
Panda Bear,
Quantec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
Parry Music,
Junior Murvin,
T.S.O.L.,
The Happenings,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
Joy Division,
The Young Rascals,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blossom Toes,
Ituana,
Howard Jones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Niagra,
The Searchers,
The Remains,
Robert Wyatt,
Arthur Verocai,
Khruangbin,
Subhumans,
Chris Corsano,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
One Last Wish,
Ralphi Rosario,
ABBA,
Boredoms,
OOIOO,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Move,
Massinfluence,
Sonic Youth,
Ultra Naté,
The Leaves,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Agitation Free,
Symarip,
La Düsseldorf,
John Holt,
Stetsasonic,
Idris Muhammad,
Marine Girls,
Interpol,
Second Layer,
Brick,
The Martian,
Slave,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.