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 Croatia and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
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 marimba 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 Joyce Sims to the techno 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Chrome,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sandy B,
Mars,
MDC,
Ornette Coleman,
Flipper,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
H. Thieme,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Cale,
Todd Terry,
World's Most,
Lyres,
Yusef Lateef,
Ohio Players,
Johnny Osbourne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joey Negro,
Camberwell Now,
Grauzone,
Stetsasonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Shoche,
Niagra,
Nirvana,
The Grass Roots,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Archie Shepp,
Crash Course in Science,
Steve Hackett,
Marine Girls,
Procol Harum,
Subhumans,
Jacques Brel,
The Vogues,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Don Cherry,
Tears for Fears,
Funky Four + One,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Isaac Hayes,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
CMW,
Joe Finger,
The Stooges,
D'Angelo,
The New Christs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Durutti Column,
Barrington Levy,
The Happenings,
Y Pants,
Gang of Four,
The Pretty Things,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.