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 Portugal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Crime to the disco 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
John Coltrane,
Rod Modell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ken Boothe,
Zapp,
Jeff Mills,
Bill Near,
Thompson Twins,
Easy Going,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Rapeman,
Schoolly D,
The Gap Band,
Crooked Eye,
Motorama,
48th St. Collective,
Panda Bear,
10cc,
Bizarre Inc.,
Banda Bassotti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tim Buckley,
Soft Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
Marmalade,
Idris Muhammad,
The Evens,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Amazonics,
Agitation Free,
Index,
Amon Düül,
Scratch Acid,
The Associates,
Altered Images,
Derrick May,
Wings,
B.T. Express,
Leonard Cohen,
AZ,
Gang Starr,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Franke,
Rekid,
Mary Jane Girls,
LL Cool J,
Alice Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Monolake,
Yusef Lateef,
the Sonics,
UT,
Maleditus Sound,
Cymande,
Spoonie Gee,
Guru Guru,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.