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 Peru and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Magazine to the crunk 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Second Layer,
Rites of Spring,
Skriet,
Lebanon Hanover,
New Age Steppers,
The Gun Club,
Warsaw,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Rundgren,
DJ Sneak,
Sonic Youth,
Ultimate Spinach,
KRS-One,
Barry Ungar,
Minnie Riperton,
The Velvet Underground,
Jawbox,
The Offenders,
Vladislav Delay,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bootsy Collins,
Pagans,
Mr. Review,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crime,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sarah Menescal,
Wings,
Amon Düül,
the Bar-Kays,
Suburban Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brand Nubian,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bob Dylan,
The Busters,
The Young Rascals,
Eric Dolphy,
Reagan Youth,
Funky Four + One,
Harpers Bizarre,
Reuben Wilson,
Ossler,
ABBA,
Pulsallama,
Tres Demented,
Soft Cell,
The Misunderstood,
Trumans Water,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Talk Talk,
Sam Rivers,
Japan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Max Romeo,
Adolescents,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.