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 Grenada and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 Bang On A Can to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Panda Bear,
a-ha,
Radio Birdman,
Aaron Thompson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Underground Resistance,
Yazoo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harpers Bizarre,
Howard Jones,
Scion,
Royal Trux,
Rod Modell,
D'Angelo,
Thompson Twins,
Tomorrow,
Black Pus,
Gang Starr,
The Cramps,
Eric Copeland,
Franke,
Man Parrish,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed,
The Red Krayola,
Spandau Ballet,
The Leaves,
the Normal,
Charles Mingus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The United States of America,
Country Teasers,
Main Source,
Massinfluence,
Bill Near,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Foxx,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Unwound,
Bootsy Collins,
Thee Headcoats,
Lindisfarne,
Nico,
Simply Red,
Wire,
Lalann,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Darondo,
The Birthday Party,
Heaven 17,
Skaos,
Zapp,
The Star Department,
Con Funk Shun,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.