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 India and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 CMW to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Lebanon Hanover,
Second Layer,
K-Klass,
Quantec,
Black Bananas,
Rakim,
Drive Like Jehu,
Moebius,
David McCallum,
Country Teasers,
Fatback Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Style,
Desert Stars,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Harmonia,
Thee Headcoats,
Connie Case,
Colin Newman,
Shoche,
Trumans Water,
Au Pairs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Panda Bear,
Das Ding,
Guru Guru,
LL Cool J,
D'Angelo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bill Near,
The Names,
The Misunderstood,
Pussy Galore,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
OOIOO,
Ice-T,
Skaos,
The Moody Blues,
Youth Brigade,
The New Christs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cramps,
Deakin,
Public Enemy,
The Offenders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camberwell Now,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Sherman,
Supertramp,
Banda Bassotti,
Aaron Thompson,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Doors,
Depeche Mode,
KRS-One,
Jimmy McGriff,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.