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 Samoa and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Swell Maps to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Alice Coltrane,
Ten City,
Jandek,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Yusef Lateef,
Pere Ubu,
Dave Gahan,
Ronan,
Ken Boothe,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radio Birdman,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cramps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Music Machine,
Stetsasonic,
Monolake,
Kayak,
Pole,
Yellowson,
Chris & Cosey,
Lalann,
Marmalade,
The Slits,
Magma,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aaron Thompson,
La Düsseldorf,
Joy Division,
Thee Headcoats,
Michelle Simonal,
The Invisible,
Toni Rubio,
Moebius,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deepchord,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chrome,
Bauhaus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Flash Fearless,
Jerry's Kids,
Davy DMX,
Nas,
David Bowie,
Mission of Burma,
Bobby Sherman,
Tim Buckley,
Arab on Radar,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Litter,
Funkadelic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Don Cherry,
New Age Steppers,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Christie,
Soulsonic Force,
Gong,
Agitation Free,
Wings,
the Germs,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.