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 Niger and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Agitation Free to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Kas Product,
Graham Central Station,
Pantytec,
Groovy Waters,
Sun City Girls,
a-ha,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang Green,
Grandmaster Flash,
48th St. Collective,
Skaos,
MC5,
The Invisible,
The Index,
Fad Gadget,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fela Kuti,
CMW,
The Red Krayola,
Sam Rivers,
Young Marble Giants,
Man Parrish,
Erasure,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Womack,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rod Modell,
Kenny Larkin,
Amazonics,
Harmonia,
Siglo XX,
Bluetip,
Tim Buckley,
B.T. Express,
Black Sheep,
The Sonics,
Crispy Ambulance,
Maurizio,
Eric Copeland,
The Blues Magoos,
Michelle Simonal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
World's Most,
Bill Wells,
The Happenings,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dual Sessions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anthony Braxton,
Slick Rick,
Matthew Bourne,
Depeche Mode,
JFA,
Guru Guru,
Derrick May,
Youth Brigade,
Scientists,
Leonard Cohen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Byrd,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.