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 Eritrea and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar 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 June of 44 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Kayak,
Roxy Music,
Amon Düül II,
The Toasters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Massinfluence,
D'Angelo,
Maurizio,
Tommy Roe,
Sex Pistols,
Essential Logic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Associates,
Schoolly D,
June of 44,
Gastr Del Sol,
K-Klass,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
Patti Smith,
Godley & Creme,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oblivians,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Junior Murvin,
Symarip,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fall,
Quantec,
The Modern Lovers,
Colin Newman,
F. McDonald,
Dark Day,
Althea and Donna,
B.T. Express,
Shuggie Otis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Niagra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Guru Guru,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Barracudas,
Fad Gadget,
Barbara Tucker,
DNA,
Scientists,
Vainqueur,
Eden Ahbez,
Quadrant,
Fat Boys,
Gabor Szabo,
Cluster,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.