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 Netherlands and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
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 808 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 The Happenings to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flipper,
China Crisis,
Scrapy,
The Monks,
Half Japanese,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Zeros,
The Gap Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jandek,
The Standells,
Brick,
Make Up,
Marine Girls,
the Slits,
The Fugs,
World's Most,
Lou Christie,
The Smoke,
Bob Dylan,
Deadbeat,
Khruangbin,
Shuggie Otis,
Colin Newman,
The Music Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hasil Adkins,
Sight & Sound,
Quando Quango,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lightning Bolt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rod Modell,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Con Funk Shun,
Saccharine Trust,
June of 44,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
X-101,
Black Flag,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scientists,
The Selecter,
Brand Nubian,
Minor Threat,
cv313,
the Association,
Darondo,
Animal Collective,
Pierre Henry,
Johnny Clarke,
Grauzone,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Niagra,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.