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 United Kingdom and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
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 Lindisfarne to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Fela Kuti,
Lalann,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Drexciya,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dave Gahan,
The Kinks,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Siglo XX,
CMW,
David Bowie,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Dolphy,
Kurtis Blow,
Pharoah Sanders,
Intrusion,
Isaac Hayes,
Nirvana,
Man Parrish,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Byrd,
Clear Light,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eurythmics,
Unrelated Segments,
Dual Sessions,
MDC,
Soulsonic Force,
Heaven 17,
The Cure,
Niagra,
Lucky Dragons,
Infiniti,
Fugazi,
Skriet,
Delta 5,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Monolake,
Metal Thangz,
Circle Jerks,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nick Fraelich,
Connie Case,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed,
Cluster,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ornette Coleman,
The Motions,
One Last Wish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Flash Fearless,
Max Romeo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Moleskins,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.