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 Montenegro and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Panda Bear to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Simply Red,
Sixth Finger,
Jandek,
Lalann,
Metal Thangz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DJ Style,
Lakeside,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tomorrow,
Stereo Dub,
Drexciya,
Oblivians,
Faraquet,
Q65,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suicide,
Skarface,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Knickerbockers,
Excepter,
Y Pants,
Idris Muhammad,
Eurythmics,
Siglo XX,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Evens,
Soft Cell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soulsonic Force,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kas Product,
These Immortal Souls,
Junior Murvin,
Alice Coltrane,
Lower 48,
Talk Talk,
Neu!,
Technova,
Pole,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
ABBA,
Maurizio,
The Moleskins,
OOIOO,
The Red Krayola,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roy Ayers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rotary Connection,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dark Day,
Rapeman,
the Association,
Yazoo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Half Japanese,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.