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 Thailand and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Animal Collective to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soulsonic Force,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pulsallama,
Max Romeo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Severed Heads,
The Motions,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mo-Dettes,
Erykah Badu,
Kenny Larkin,
R.M.O.,
The Searchers,
Leonard Cohen,
Kas Product,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Wyatt,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Alphaville,
Aswad,
Visage,
The Standells,
DNA,
Amon Düül II,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Electric Prunes,
The Blackbyrds,
Japan,
Niagra,
The Gladiators,
The Evens,
Anthony Braxton,
Flamin' Groovies,
Desert Stars,
Marine Girls,
LL Cool J,
The Victims,
Camouflage,
Oblivians,
JFA,
Derrick May,
Man Eating Sloth,
U.S. Maple,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Ice-T,
Cybotron,
Henry Cow,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Surgeon,
The Young Rascals,
The Leaves,
Average White Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cal Tjader,
a-ha,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Byrd,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.