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 Ukraine and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Brick to the dance 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Drexciya,
Anthony Braxton,
Slick Rick,
Skarface,
Inner City,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Underground Resistance,
Joy Division,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
Con Funk Shun,
Idris Muhammad,
Eric Copeland,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alison Limerick,
Erykah Badu,
La Düsseldorf,
Quadrant,
Suburban Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Moebius,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Harmonia,
Slave,
Blossom Toes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gladiators,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris Corsano,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fugs,
a-ha,
The Fortunes,
Index,
Marc Almond,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minny Pops,
MDC,
Fela Kuti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eli Mardock,
X-102,
The Slackers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultra Naté,
The United States of America,
the Soft Cell,
The Flesh Eaters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Quantec,
Roxy Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Intrusion,
Crispy Ambulance,
Flash Fearless,
Wally Richardson,
T. Rex,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Negative Approach,
Peter and Kerry,
Hardrive,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.