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 Belgium and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the marimba 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 Jandek to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Oblivians,
The Buckinghams,
Ludus,
Television Personalities,
the Germs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Clear Light,
Rites of Spring,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Surgeon,
The Motions,
Excepter,
Aswad,
The Fuzztones,
The Move,
Iggy Pop,
Don Cherry,
Franke,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Niagra,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
June Days,
Max Romeo,
Ituana,
Radio Birdman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Sherman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cluster,
CMW,
Infiniti,
Jandek,
Marmalade,
Sun Ra,
The Skatalites,
Quantec,
The Pop Group,
Ice-T,
Suicide,
Ultravox,
Pantytec,
Scientists,
Carl Craig,
Qualms,
Derrick May,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roxette,
Zero Boys,
Los Fastidios,
These Immortal Souls,
Laurel Aitken,
Echospace,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
D'Angelo,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.