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 Cape Verde and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Unrelated Segments to the rock 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Interpol,
The Zeros,
Saccharine Trust,
Scott Walker,
Ronan,
Warsaw,
Panda Bear,
The Real Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
Bluetip,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amon Düül,
Angry Samoans,
Fluxion,
Mission of Burma,
Gabor Szabo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Sherman,
Eli Mardock,
CMW,
Joey Negro,
the Normal,
Sixth Finger,
Fear,
Surgeon,
the Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
Essential Logic,
Lou Christie,
Faust,
Index,
The Durutti Column,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kurtis Blow,
Hardrive,
Delta 5,
Howard Jones,
Average White Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fat Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Slits,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pop Group,
Grandmaster Flash,
Theoretical Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
Charles Mingus,
The Beau Brummels,
a-ha,
Sandy B,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Boredoms,
In Retrospect,
Al Stewart,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.