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 Zambia and from London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Eric Dolphy to the jazz 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Swans,
Nirvana,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Derrick May,
Alton Ellis,
Ronnie Foster,
Interpol,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Seeds,
Minny Pops,
Michelle Simonal,
Hardrive,
Silicon Teens,
Popol Vuh,
The Remains,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nico,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marine Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radiopuhelimet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sister Nancy,
The Tremeloes,
Siglo XX,
Joe Finger,
DNA,
Wolf Eyes,
Tim Buckley,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Red Krayola,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Minor Threat,
Au Pairs,
Jerry's Kids,
David Axelrod,
Ronan,
The Fuzztones,
Donald Byrd,
Flamin' Groovies,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brothers Johnson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Black Moon,
T.S.O.L.,
The Searchers,
Toni Rubio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Skarface,
The Raincoats,
Banda Bassotti,
Moebius,
Pierre Henry,
Buzzcocks,
10cc,
F. McDonald,
Ten City,
The Blackbyrds,
Brand Nubian,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
ABC,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.