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 Mali and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
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 mellotron 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 F. McDonald to the techno 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
T. Rex,
Faust,
Liliput,
Freddie Wadling,
Charles Mingus,
John Cale,
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cecil Taylor,
Gichy Dan,
Alison Limerick,
Pantaleimon,
MC5,
Derrick May,
Sugar Minott,
Bronski Beat,
Idris Muhammad,
Skaos,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Unrelated Segments,
The Music Machine,
Nick Fraelich,
Sun Ra,
Nirvana,
Eric Copeland,
Fad Gadget,
Crime,
Graham Central Station,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Barracudas,
Rapeman,
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Hill,
Lower 48,
Junior Murvin,
Iggy Pop,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fire Engines,
JFA,
Ludus,
World's Most,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
Funkadelic,
Yazoo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Archie Shepp,
Lucky Dragons,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fugs,
the Bar-Kays,
Sun City Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Albert Ayler,
The Fall,
CMW,
Reagan Youth,
Sällskapet,
Scientists,
Crooked Eye,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.