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 Ghana and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Stereo Dub to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Hardrive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
AZ,
New York Dolls,
Accadde A,
Erykah Badu,
Prince Buster,
The Move,
The Trojans,
The Happenings,
cv313,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Junior Murvin,
The Five Americans,
Newcleus,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Smoke,
Nick Fraelich,
Gastr Del Sol,
Loose Ends,
The Martian,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mantronix,
Dead Boys,
Gabor Szabo,
Matthew Bourne,
Tubeway Army,
Half Japanese,
Vladislav Delay,
Marshall Jefferson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David Axelrod,
Minny Pops,
Qualms,
The Last Poets,
Black Bananas,
Leonard Cohen,
Glenn Branca,
Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
The Searchers,
Scion,
The Blackbyrds,
Silicon Teens,
The Wake,
China Crisis,
Sixth Finger,
The Leaves,
Idris Muhammad,
The Human League,
Parry Music,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Brass Construction,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fatback Band,
Cecil Taylor,
The Remains,
Icehouse,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.