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 Pakistan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Y Pants to the rap 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Gang of Four,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lucky Dragons,
Lungfish,
Pylon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Modern Lovers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
David Axelrod,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mad Mike,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kenny Larkin,
Urselle,
DJ Style,
Kayak,
Mandrill,
Throbbing Gristle,
Avey Tare,
Silicon Teens,
Ohio Players,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Mojo Men,
Alice Coltrane,
Audionom,
Gang Starr,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Red Krayola,
Reuben Wilson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sarah Menescal,
Radiohead,
Television,
Swell Maps,
cv313,
The Five Americans,
JFA,
Monks,
The Grass Roots,
Howard Jones,
Magazine,
Outsiders,
Girls At Our Best!,
Oblivians,
Derrick May,
Bad Manners,
Camberwell Now,
Nas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerri Chandler,
Tomorrow,
Brand Nubian,
The Techniques,
Grey Daturas,
The Buckinghams,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.