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 Armenia and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 Harpers Bizarre to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lalann,
The Buckinghams,
Wasted Youth,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Todd Rundgren,
Crime,
Quantec,
Todd Terry,
Magazine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Velvet Underground,
New Age Steppers,
The Neon Judgement,
JFA,
Hasil Adkins,
Yazoo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Altered Images,
Tim Buckley,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Tremeloes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Chrome,
Vainqueur,
Sarah Menescal,
Max Romeo,
Nik Kershaw,
Bizarre Inc.,
Audionom,
Glenn Branca,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Searchers,
Stetsasonic,
Chris & Cosey,
Circle Jerks,
The Gladiators,
Harpers Bizarre,
Liliput,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Brothers Johnson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultravox,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Qualms,
Ohio Players,
F. McDonald,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Spoonie Gee,
EPMD,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.