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 Lebanon and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare 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 Chris & Cosey to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Trumans Water,
Bizarre Inc.,
Model 500,
Sparks,
Y Pants,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pole,
Severed Heads,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Moon,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül,
Sister Nancy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Swell Maps,
Jerry Gold Smith,
CMW,
Spoonie Gee,
Throbbing Gristle,
L. Decosne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Guru Guru,
The Blackbyrds,
Kerri Chandler,
Kenny Larkin,
Oblivians,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tears for Fears,
Stetsasonic,
Little Man,
Bill Near,
H. Thieme,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Electric Prunes,
The Searchers,
Outsiders,
China Crisis,
Gang of Four,
KRS-One,
Moby Grape,
Echospace,
Scientists,
The Pop Group,
Tommy Roe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dawn Penn,
David Axelrod,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pantytec,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Robert Hood,
Sex Pistols,
Television Personalities,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Offenders,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tom Boy,
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You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.