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 Niger and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
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 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 The Detroit Cobras to the funk 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Yellowson,
Black Flag,
FM Einheit,
Public Enemy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ohio Players,
The Remains,
Mantronix,
The Walker Brothers,
Quantec,
The Leaves,
Sound Behaviour,
Absolute Body Control,
Tim Buckley,
Mr. Review,
Chris & Cosey,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gong,
Fugazi,
EPMD,
Curtis Mayfield,
Angry Samoans,
Cameo,
Siglo XX,
Harmonia,
Oblivians,
Stereo Dub,
David Axelrod,
Subhumans,
Scientists,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Buckinghams,
Young Marble Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Monolake,
The Skatalites,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ituana,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gun Club,
The Velvet Underground,
Shoche,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare,
Hashim,
Chrome,
Trumans Water,
Suburban Knight,
Dual Sessions,
The Kinks,
Nils Olav,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Germs,
New Order,
Yazoo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.