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 Madagascar and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord 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 Sound Behaviour to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Trumans Water,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stetsasonic,
The Sound,
Surgeon,
Wally Richardson,
The Modern Lovers,
Monolake,
X-102,
Moss Icon,
Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Maurizio,
Archie Shepp,
Qualms,
The Mojo Men,
The Flesh Eaters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brothers Johnson,
Harmonia,
cv313,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alton Ellis,
F. McDonald,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ice-T,
Sandy B,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minny Pops,
Juan Atkins,
Gong,
Warsaw,
Black Moon,
The Invisible,
Black Pus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Excepter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Visage,
Roxy Music,
Fatback Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Interpol,
R.M.O.,
The Misunderstood,
Fat Boys,
Motorama,
Tears for Fears,
Q and Not U,
The Slackers,
Television,
Gang of Four,
the Swans,
Rufus Thomas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Television Personalities,
Minutemen,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.