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 Indonesia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dual Sessions to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Subhumans,
Con Funk Shun,
Ohio Players,
Y Pants,
Sexual Harrassment,
Saccharine Trust,
Jeff Mills,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Judy Mowatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Youth Brigade,
DJ Sneak,
the Slits,
Oneida,
Rites of Spring,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amazonics,
Procol Harum,
Basic Channel,
Joy Division,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
Bluetip,
Monks,
Brass Construction,
The Blues Magoos,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sixth Finger,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Görl,
Bob Dylan,
Scott Walker,
Al Stewart,
MC5,
Blancmange,
Metal Thangz,
the Normal,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kevin Saunderson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bush Tetras,
Supertramp,
Ituana,
Country Teasers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Symarip,
Albert Ayler,
Sun Ra,
Tres Demented,
MDC,
Joey Negro,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Blackbyrds,
Don Cherry,
Bill Wells,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wolf Eyes,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.