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 Denmark and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Todd Terry to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Adolescents,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Basic Channel,
The Smiths,
Blake Baxter,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
Pharoah Sanders,
Angry Samoans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Heaven 17,
Wire,
The Stooges,
Oblivians,
Liliput,
Darondo,
Donald Byrd,
Schoolly D,
Robert Görl,
Jeff Lynne,
Bob Dylan,
The Music Machine,
AZ,
Barrington Levy,
The Slackers,
Matthew Halsall,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flipper,
Brand Nubian,
David Axelrod,
Con Funk Shun,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
K-Klass,
Monks,
Ice-T,
The Mummies,
Matthew Bourne,
Laurel Aitken,
Tubeway Army,
The Young Rascals,
Joey Negro,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ohio Players,
Accadde A,
Robert Wyatt,
Derrick Morgan,
Von Mondo,
F. McDonald,
Urselle,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dark Day,
Fat Boys,
Masters at Work,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.