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 Kyrgyzstan and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Los Fastidios to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Massinfluence,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roger Hodgson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Animal Collective,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cheater Slicks,
the Human League,
cv313,
Nas,
Janne Schatter,
Eddi Front,
Leonard Cohen,
New Age Steppers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Radio Birdman,
Brothers Johnson,
John Holt,
Amon Düül II,
Kerrie Biddell,
Panda Bear,
Moebius,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Agitation Free,
Buzzcocks,
Fad Gadget,
Rosa Yemen,
June Days,
Pagans,
Siglo XX,
Yazoo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minor Threat,
The Fortunes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sound Behaviour,
Danielle Patucci,
The Skatalites,
Johnny Osbourne,
Unwound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Liliput,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Victims,
Mandrill,
Khruangbin,
The Blackbyrds,
Judy Mowatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Warsaw,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.