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 Guatemala and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the punk 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Vogues,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
E-Dancer,
Vainqueur,
Kool Moe Dee,
Porter Ricks,
Fat Boys,
The Kinks,
Tomorrow,
Ornette Coleman,
Quando Quango,
Yaz,
Eddi Front,
Bluetip,
Vladislav Delay,
Khruangbin,
Prince Buster,
Howard Jones,
AZ,
Chrome,
The Motions,
Con Funk Shun,
Joe Finger,
Deepchord,
The American Breed,
Kayak,
Scrapy,
Chris Corsano,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach,
Faraquet,
Agitation Free,
Toni Rubio,
Mad Mike,
Dennis Brown,
The Music Machine,
Fela Kuti,
Boz Scaggs,
Mr. Review,
Soft Machine,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Soft Cell,
Barrington Levy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sound,
The Real Kids,
Byron Stingily,
Urselle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacob Miller,
Parry Music,
10cc,
Desert Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Monochrome Set,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.