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 Korea North and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Winnipeg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 güiro 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the jazz 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Intrusion,
Ronan,
Rekid,
World's Most,
Bobby Byrd,
Danielle Patucci,
Quando Quango,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Tres Demented,
Banda Bassotti,
Lucky Dragons,
a-ha,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
Fad Gadget,
The Litter,
Spandau Ballet,
Pussy Galore,
Radiohead,
The Motions,
Severed Heads,
Liliput,
Davy DMX,
Buzzcocks,
Rapeman,
The Gun Club,
The Tremeloes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camouflage,
Au Pairs,
10cc,
Faraquet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soft Machine,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Funkadelic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Depeche Mode,
Junior Murvin,
Deakin,
Minnie Riperton,
The J.B.'s,
The Raincoats,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kool Moe Dee,
Malaria!,
Steve Hackett,
Trumans Water,
Urselle,
Scratch Acid,
Kas Product,
MDC,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter & Gordon,
The New Christs,
Letta Mbulu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.