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 Cape Verde and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 David Bowie 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 Mark Hollis to the funk 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fuzztones,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Leonard Cohen,
Babytalk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cal Tjader,
Crooked Eye,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gang Green,
Bizarre Inc.,
Don Cherry,
Erykah Badu,
cv313,
DJ Style,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Young Marble Giants,
Funky Four + One,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echospace,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
Wally Richardson,
Second Layer,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rosa Yemen,
Danielle Patucci,
Intrusion,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rites of Spring,
Albert Ayler,
K-Klass,
Joensuu 1685,
Jandek,
Camouflage,
Fugazi,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crash Course in Science,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rod Modell,
Infiniti,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rotary Connection,
Mr. Review,
Black Moon,
Howard Jones,
The Raincoats,
Japan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed,
Brick,
The Offenders,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.