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 Ethiopia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 clarinet 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 Ituana to the disco 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Pulsallama,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Stetsasonic,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Mills,
One Last Wish,
Chris Corsano,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Knickerbockers,
ABBA,
Audionom,
Darondo,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Womack,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pere Ubu,
Nick Fraelich,
Skriet,
John Coltrane,
Dead Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
Groovy Waters,
Ronnie Foster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grey Daturas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry's Kids,
Brothers Johnson,
Anthony Braxton,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lower 48,
Pylon,
Saccharine Trust,
Erykah Badu,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Victims,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bauhaus,
Amon Düül,
Susan Cadogan,
Morten Harket,
The New Christs,
F. McDonald,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Star Department,
The Moleskins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kenny Larkin,
The Gun Club,
Subhumans,
Lou Christie,
Archie Shepp,
Terry Callier,
A Certain Ratio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.