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 Netherlands and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
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 Robert Palmer 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 This Heat to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mad Mike,
Drive Like Jehu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Banda Bassotti,
Chris & Cosey,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fugs,
Lungfish,
Derrick Morgan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Malaria!,
Y Pants,
Ludus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
Lucky Dragons,
Vladislav Delay,
Simply Red,
Pierre Henry,
Harmonia,
Archie Shepp,
Fela Kuti,
LL Cool J,
Sister Nancy,
Connie Case,
Grauzone,
Von Mondo,
James White and The Blacks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Underground Resistance,
The Red Krayola,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kaleidoscope,
Technova,
Piero Umiliani,
Icehouse,
Joey Negro,
The Mojo Men,
Peter and Kerry,
Drexciya,
Sound Behaviour,
The Dave Clark Five,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fad Gadget,
Andrew Hill,
Agent Orange,
Ponytail,
The Modern Lovers,
Dennis Brown,
Gang Starr,
The Gun Club,
Basic Channel,
Monks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wings,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.