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 Tanzania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Arcadia to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ponytail,
Johnny Osbourne,
Masters at Work,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Judy Mowatt,
June Days,
Mantronix,
Radio Birdman,
Average White Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gang Starr,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sugar Minott,
The Vogues,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Angels of Light,
Eden Ahbez,
Circle Jerks,
Jeff Mills,
Qualms,
Johnny Clarke,
Crash Course in Science,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fear,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dave Gahan,
Minny Pops,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Amon Düül II,
Deepchord,
Crispy Ambulance,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Selecter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sarah Menescal,
Easy Going,
Inner City,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MDC,
Intrusion,
The Music Machine,
The Velvet Underground,
Man Parrish,
Marine Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Wasted Youth,
Black Bananas,
Anakelly,
Lalo Schifrin,
Index,
Brand Nubian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Human League,
Donald Byrd,
Q and Not U,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.