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 Maldives and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Gun Club to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Agitation Free,
the Association,
Deepchord,
Scott Walker,
James White and The Blacks,
Shoche,
Wasted Youth,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Evens,
Hot Snakes,
Fat Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-101,
Whodini,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Yellowson,
Slave,
Minnie Riperton,
Electric Prunes,
The Buckinghams,
Hardrive,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Reed,
MDC,
Quantec,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Symarip,
Second Layer,
Thee Headcoats,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Smoke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Interpol,
Flash Fearless,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wire,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Görl,
Negative Approach,
Echospace,
David Bowie,
Suburban Knight,
Eric Dolphy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donald Byrd,
Aaron Thompson,
Fela Kuti,
Chris & Cosey,
The Blackbyrds,
Supertramp,
The J.B.'s,
Organ,
T. Rex,
Todd Rundgren,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wally Richardson,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.