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 Singapore and from Jakarta.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Radiohead to the rock 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Porter Ricks,
Animal Collective,
Maleditus Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Donald Byrd,
Youth Brigade,
The Misunderstood,
Joe Finger,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
Frankie Knuckles,
ABBA,
Eric Copeland,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skaos,
Marine Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Howard Jones,
Can,
New Age Steppers,
New York Dolls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Altered Images,
The Tremeloes,
AZ,
Sparks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Reed,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rhythm & Sound,
Inner City,
Bobby Womack,
Urselle,
Roger Hodgson,
Minnie Riperton,
Unwound,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Bananas,
New Order,
The Gap Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Livin' Joy,
The Birthday Party,
Minor Threat,
The Selecter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bad Manners,
Easy Going,
The Victims,
Grey Daturas,
Lyres,
Rapeman,
Trumans Water,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sonny Sharrock,
The J.B.'s,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Niagra,
Model 500,
The Cowsills,
Crime,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.