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 Thailand and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Delta 5 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Joey Negro,
Harmonia,
OOIOO,
Frankie Knuckles,
Panda Bear,
Warsaw,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tubeway Army,
The Five Americans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
Maleditus Sound,
Roger Hodgson,
Soft Cell,
the Sonics,
Infiniti,
Audionom,
Surgeon,
Scion,
Suburban Knight,
Average White Band,
Joyce Sims,
Marvin Gaye,
Sarah Menescal,
Todd Rundgren,
Derrick May,
Cal Tjader,
Camberwell Now,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sugar Minott,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pagans,
Ice-T,
The Offenders,
B.T. Express,
Archie Shepp,
Camouflage,
Scientists,
Fear,
Alice Coltrane,
10cc,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fluxion,
Wolf Eyes,
Letta Mbulu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Terry Callier,
Andrew Hill,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerri Chandler,
The Searchers,
Das Ding,
Funkadelic,
The Smoke,
Franke,
The Move,
Lou Reed,
Morten Harket,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.