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 Namibia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 John Coltrane to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Delta 5,
JFA,
Joey Negro,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Shuggie Otis,
K-Klass,
Camouflage,
Infiniti,
Fat Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pierre Henry,
The Invisible,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
cv313,
Zero Boys,
Yellowson,
Bang On A Can,
The Slits,
The New Christs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Excepter,
Minnie Riperton,
Public Enemy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Michelle Simonal,
The Red Krayola,
Funky Four + One,
Rites of Spring,
The Slackers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wire,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Graham Central Station,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sonics,
Boredoms,
Eden Ahbez,
Groovy Waters,
Alton Ellis,
Babytalk,
Letta Mbulu,
Panda Bear,
Model 500,
Hashim,
Y Pants,
Grauzone,
Japan,
Man Parrish,
Sun City Girls,
the Swans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Womack,
Qualms,
Chris & Cosey,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sister Nancy,
Alice Coltrane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.