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 Kyrgyzstan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Qualms to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mad Mike,
The Grass Roots,
The Martian,
Pagans,
World's Most,
Average White Band,
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
Vladislav Delay,
Blossom Toes,
the Human League,
The Fall,
Nik Kershaw,
The Golliwogs,
One Last Wish,
Mandrill,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sun City Girls,
the Soft Cell,
the Germs,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Flag,
Qualms,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Maurizio,
Soft Machine,
Q65,
The Leaves,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Smiths,
June of 44,
Spoonie Gee,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick Morgan,
Aloha Tigers,
Marmalade,
Kayak,
Inner City,
Sparks,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Copeland,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Techniques,
Liliput,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Index,
Henry Cow,
The Misunderstood,
Livin' Joy,
Intrusion,
Crime,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glenn Branca,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
F. McDonald,
Scrapy,
H. Thieme,
Babytalk,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.