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 Cameroon and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 The Cramps to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Quadrant,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Banda Bassotti,
Iggy Pop,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Parry Music,
L. Decosne,
Cybotron,
Prince Buster,
Black Flag,
Anakelly,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Schoolly D,
The Victims,
The Tremeloes,
Erykah Badu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Finger,
Max Romeo,
Maleditus Sound,
Lucky Dragons,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Terrestrial Tones,
Masters at Work,
The Smoke,
Tim Buckley,
David Axelrod,
Marmalade,
The Pop Group,
Roxette,
Tubeway Army,
Japan,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fortunes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fugs,
Average White Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Peter & Gordon,
The Star Department,
Glenn Branca,
KRS-One,
Soul Sonic Force,
Connie Case,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-102,
Pantaleimon,
Cecil Taylor,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Talk Talk,
Chris & Cosey,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Dolphy,
Depeche Mode,
Malaria!,
Gabor Szabo,
The Move,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.