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 Belarus and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skaos to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mantronix,
Nas,
The Cowsills,
Subhumans,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alphaville,
Los Fastidios,
the Normal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
World's Most,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Saccharine Trust,
Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tears for Fears,
Fluxion,
Janne Schatter,
Howard Jones,
Youth Brigade,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kerri Chandler,
The Fuzztones,
James White and The Blacks,
Graham Central Station,
Zero Boys,
Suicide,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Popol Vuh,
Fat Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Reagan Youth,
Barrington Levy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pole,
Gabor Szabo,
Aural Exciters,
Bootsy Collins,
The Red Krayola,
Pantytec,
Grandmaster Flash,
E-Dancer,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ponytail,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donald Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maurizio,
Blancmange,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Surgeon,
The Index,
The Wake,
Sixth Finger,
Duran Duran,
Wire,
Gang Gang Dance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.