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 Venezuela and from Paris.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
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 spring reverb 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Heaven 17,
Al Stewart,
Patti Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun City Girls,
Scott Walker,
Godley & Creme,
Lucky Dragons,
Magma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barbara Tucker,
Delta 5,
Lungfish,
The Sound,
The Doors,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Tremeloes,
Spandau Ballet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bauhaus,
Quantec,
Peter & Gordon,
Interpol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Monolake,
Cecil Taylor,
Essential Logic,
Metal Thangz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monks,
Grauzone,
Skriet,
Charles Mingus,
DJ Style,
John Coltrane,
the Sonics,
X-Ray Spex,
Roxy Music,
Lou Christie,
Eli Mardock,
Lee Hazlewood,
R.M.O.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brass Construction,
Motorama,
Icehouse,
Scrapy,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fortunes,
The Pretty Things,
A Certain Ratio,
Tubeway Army,
Terrestrial Tones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Judy Mowatt,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.