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 Korea North and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Lou Reed 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the funk 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eric Copeland,
Danielle Patucci,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Flipper,
Kas Product,
Amon Düül II,
Monks,
Nirvana,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joe Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kurtis Blow,
Television Personalities,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sam Rivers,
Marvin Gaye,
Hasil Adkins,
Eli Mardock,
the Bar-Kays,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Idris Muhammad,
UT,
Average White Band,
The Evens,
Matthew Bourne,
Unwound,
Harmonia,
F. McDonald,
David Bowie,
Charles Mingus,
Ludus,
Pierre Henry,
Alphaville,
The Move,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magazine,
Zapp,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Associates,
Jacob Miller,
Mandrill,
Infiniti,
Scratch Acid,
Oblivians,
Livin' Joy,
Los Fastidios,
Supertramp,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bad Manners,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Maurizio,
Von Mondo,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.