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 Ivory Coast and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Babytalk to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
OOIOO,
Joensuu 1685,
Byron Stingily,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oneida,
The Leaves,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Motions,
David Bowie,
Wings,
The Residents,
ABBA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Second Layer,
Sonny Sharrock,
China Crisis,
The Sound,
Skriet,
Interpol,
Arab on Radar,
Funkadelic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sam Rivers,
Sex Pistols,
Mo-Dettes,
Circle Jerks,
B.T. Express,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Pus,
Brand Nubian,
UT,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soft Cell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bauhaus,
Scan 7,
Wolf Eyes,
the Bar-Kays,
Banda Bassotti,
Vainqueur,
Cameo,
Siglo XX,
Monks,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Blackbyrds,
Colin Newman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Motorama,
Ultra Naté,
Kaleidoscope,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.