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 Mali and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aural Exciters to the dance 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Howard Jones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soul II Soul,
The Last Poets,
Funkadelic,
The Mojo Men,
Radiohead,
Lakeside,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Finger,
Skriet,
The Blues Magoos,
Todd Rundgren,
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amon Düül II,
The Busters,
Brand Nubian,
Maurizio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joyce Sims,
Todd Terry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Khruangbin,
Stereo Dub,
Vainqueur,
Gang of Four,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Angels of Light,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Association,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hoover,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cowsills,
The Human League,
Funky Four + One,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wings,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
Chrome,
Big Daddy Kane,
The United States of America,
Delta 5,
Maleditus Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fear,
Bootsy Collins,
Depeche Mode,
Man Parrish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mo-Dettes,
Erykah Badu,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.