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 France and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Echospace to the dance 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nas,
Stereo Dub,
Black Sheep,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pylon,
Eurythmics,
Sonic Youth,
Minutemen,
The Angels of Light,
New York Dolls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sight & Sound,
Yaz,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Byrd,
Lucky Dragons,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wolf Eyes,
Hoover,
Todd Terry,
The Gladiators,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker,
Royal Trux,
Ten City,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sex Pistols,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultravox,
The Happenings,
Moebius,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Wally Richardson,
Liliput,
B.T. Express,
Excepter,
Unwound,
Junior Murvin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dorothy Ashby,
Funkadelic,
The Vogues,
Banda Bassotti,
Black Moon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Al Stewart,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Judy Mowatt,
The Real Kids,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Wake,
The Move,
Matthew Bourne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.