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 Eritrea and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gang Green to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Gang Gang Dance,
MC5,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fuzztones,
8 Eyed Spy,
Robert Wyatt,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ice-T,
The Knickerbockers,
Suicide,
Can,
Pole,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cameo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Green,
Harry Pussy,
Aural Exciters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stereo Dub,
Ludus,
Lower 48,
Moby Grape,
New Age Steppers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Silicon Teens,
Iggy Pop,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Durutti Column,
The Gun Club,
The Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kerri Chandler,
The Toasters,
Bobby Sherman,
Cybotron,
Deadbeat,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Görl,
The Slits,
Ultra Naté,
Avey Tare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Lydon,
Mandrill,
Kaleidoscope,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Seeds,
Symarip,
Johnny Clarke,
Oneida,
Amon Düül,
Q and Not U,
Public Enemy,
Malaria!,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.