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 Laos and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Tom Verlaine 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 The Mummies to the rock 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Hardrive,
Lakeside,
Absolute Body Control,
Country Teasers,
The Tremeloes,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Byrd,
10cc,
Underground Resistance,
The Knickerbockers,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Metal Thangz,
Andrew Hill,
The Techniques,
Todd Terry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DJ Style,
The Slackers,
Jerry's Kids,
Charles Mingus,
Bauhaus,
Sex Pistols,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fela Kuti,
Ronan,
Banda Bassotti,
The Gun Club,
The Selecter,
Slave,
Sister Nancy,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Das Ding,
Unwound,
Icehouse,
The Golliwogs,
Reagan Youth,
Can,
Niagra,
Alphaville,
Spandau Ballet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Henry Cow,
The Last Poets,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chris Corsano,
Parry Music,
The J.B.'s,
The Leaves,
Accadde A,
Blossom Toes,
Spoonie Gee,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.