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 Estonia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Boz Scaggs to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
The Toasters,
Yusef Lateef,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cluster,
Crooked Eye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swans,
Motorama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dark Day,
The Barracudas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faust,
Hasil Adkins,
The Red Krayola,
Darondo,
Q and Not U,
Letta Mbulu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crash Course in Science,
Y Pants,
Whodini,
8 Eyed Spy,
China Crisis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Royal Trux,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T.S.O.L.,
LL Cool J,
Panda Bear,
Japan,
Suburban Knight,
The Skatalites,
Piero Umiliani,
Main Source,
10cc,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Flipper,
Charles Mingus,
Jerry's Kids,
Tim Buckley,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerri Chandler,
Metal Thangz,
The Techniques,
Kaleidoscope,
Technova,
Scan 7,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Electric Prunes,
Chris Corsano,
Black Sheep,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hashim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Harpers Bizarre,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.