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 Kenya and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet 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 Gong to the jazz 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Misunderstood,
David Axelrod,
Donny Hathaway,
June of 44,
Pantytec,
Harry Pussy,
Charles Mingus,
the Association,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cecil Taylor,
Electric Prunes,
The Trojans,
Spandau Ballet,
R.M.O.,
The Happenings,
The Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Grauzone,
Minutemen,
Drexciya,
Cymande,
The Dave Clark Five,
Easy Going,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aural Exciters,
LL Cool J,
Rekid,
Al Stewart,
Magma,
Cybotron,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Flipper,
Infiniti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skarface,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Finger,
Hardrive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
ABBA,
Jerry's Kids,
Funky Four + One,
Make Up,
Loose Ends,
Skaos,
Steve Hackett,
Bronski Beat,
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
B.T. Express,
Intrusion,
Reagan Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.