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 Portugal and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes 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 Funkadelic to the grime 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
The Grass Roots,
Scrapy,
Leonard Cohen,
David Bowie,
Livin' Joy,
Barrington Levy,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gladiators,
Stiv Bators,
Roxette,
Theoretical Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jacob Miller,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Heaven 17,
Essential Logic,
the Association,
Fear,
Royal Trux,
In Retrospect,
Scan 7,
Ken Boothe,
The J.B.'s,
Eli Mardock,
Technova,
Funky Four + One,
Qualms,
Mars,
Vainqueur,
E-Dancer,
KRS-One,
The Motions,
Todd Rundgren,
kango's stein massive,
Cal Tjader,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lyres,
Eden Ahbez,
Radio Birdman,
Zero Boys,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Eric Dolphy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DJ Sneak,
Joy Division,
The Black Dice,
Bauhaus,
Unrelated Segments,
New York Dolls,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Leaves,
Minnie Riperton,
Trumans Water,
Soft Machine,
Ludus,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.