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 Iraq and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Chris Corsano to the rap 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Smoke,
The Misunderstood,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABC,
Skarface,
Quadrant,
Henry Cow,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nirvana,
Gil Scott Heron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Patti Smith,
Terry Callier,
Joe Smooth,
Arcadia,
Aural Exciters,
Desert Stars,
Ituana,
Deadbeat,
Suburban Knight,
Sixth Finger,
Rekid,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dead Boys,
Tubeway Army,
The Evens,
Absolute Body Control,
Junior Murvin,
Sarah Menescal,
Brothers Johnson,
Youth Brigade,
Can,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Interpol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Graham Central Station,
The Fall,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fad Gadget,
U.S. Maple,
Scientists,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Idris Muhammad,
Main Source,
The Alarm Clocks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Charles Mingus,
Yaz,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Drexciya,
Trumans Water,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bill Wells,
Bang On A Can,
Slave,
L. Decosne,
R.M.O.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.