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 Iceland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang to the funk 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Eurythmics,
Jacob Miller,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Section 25,
The Evens,
EPMD,
Erykah Badu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Panda Bear,
Radiohead,
Blake Baxter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Martian,
The Associates,
Icehouse,
Fluxion,
Das Ding,
World's Most,
Scientists,
LL Cool J,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amazonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Simply Red,
Flipper,
Joyce Sims,
T.S.O.L.,
MDC,
Charles Mingus,
Alice Coltrane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Byron Stingily,
Kaleidoscope,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun City Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cal Tjader,
Soul II Soul,
Accadde A,
Mandrill,
Blancmange,
Rekid,
The Fire Engines,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gregory Isaacs,
New Order,
John Holt,
Agitation Free,
Essential Logic,
Don Cherry,
Robert Wyatt,
Carl Craig,
The Young Rascals,
The Monochrome Set,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oneida,
Echospace,
Donald Byrd,
kango's stein massive,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.