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 Finland and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Holt,
Von Mondo,
The Fall,
Roy Ayers,
The Smoke,
Flash Fearless,
Soft Cell,
Swans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Letta Mbulu,
Yellowson,
T. Rex,
Tomorrow,
Alison Limerick,
The Happenings,
Arcadia,
Stockholm Monsters,
Minny Pops,
The Knickerbockers,
The Red Krayola,
Idris Muhammad,
Skaos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Buzzcocks,
Television Personalities,
Robert Wyatt,
Unrelated Segments,
Mandrill,
Soulsonic Force,
New York Dolls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Silicon Teens,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter and Kerry,
PIL,
The Move,
Half Japanese,
Ten City,
The Golliwogs,
Popol Vuh,
Michelle Simonal,
Sandy B,
Fat Boys,
Fatback Band,
The Moody Blues,
The Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Slits,
Jerry's Kids,
Graham Central Station,
Unwound,
cv313,
The Toasters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Inner City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fear,
Barry Ungar,
The Smiths,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.