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 Brunei and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Drive Like Jehu to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Anakelly,
Scan 7,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rod Modell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cecil Taylor,
Morten Harket,
Joyce Sims,
Rosa Yemen,
Agitation Free,
The Moody Blues,
Funky Four + One,
Nick Fraelich,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pantytec,
Gong,
Animal Collective,
Soul II Soul,
The Move,
Nik Kershaw,
Livin' Joy,
Siglo XX,
Little Man,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Bowie,
H. Thieme,
F. McDonald,
Scion,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Human League,
Black Bananas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Althea and Donna,
The Dave Clark Five,
L. Decosne,
Quantec,
the Bar-Kays,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sex Pistols,
Quando Quango,
Soft Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Heaven 17,
Lou Christie,
Kaleidoscope,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Stooges,
Gabor Szabo,
Lakeside,
Dawn Penn,
K-Klass,
The Smiths,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Last Poets,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
cv313,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.