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 Congo and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Robert Palmer 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 Connie Case to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '60s 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 New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Animal Collective,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Anakelly,
The Vogues,
Sonic Youth,
Grauzone,
Reagan Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Index,
Nik Kershaw,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Busters,
Darondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Juan Atkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Severed Heads,
Panda Bear,
Quantec,
Joe Finger,
Metal Thangz,
Icehouse,
Crooked Eye,
Audionom,
Charles Mingus,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Walker Brothers,
The Durutti Column,
David McCallum,
The Young Rascals,
Minny Pops,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Bang On A Can,
Kaleidoscope,
Quadrant,
The Standells,
The United States of America,
Television Personalities,
James White and The Blacks,
The Evens,
Cheater Slicks,
Mo-Dettes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flipper,
Michelle Simonal,
Yellowson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barrington Levy,
Circle Jerks,
Godley & Creme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amazonics,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.