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 Ethiopia and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the punk 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
The Standells,
Soul II Soul,
the Normal,
The Slits,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stiv Bators,
K-Klass,
U.S. Maple,
John Foxx,
Arthur Verocai,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
MDC,
The Offenders,
Peter & Gordon,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lungfish,
Pantytec,
Suburban Knight,
The Dead C,
The Smiths,
Skaos,
Lower 48,
Fat Boys,
Scientists,
Motorama,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tim Buckley,
Urselle,
A Flock of Seagulls,
MC5,
Rapeman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hoover,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Zero Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Happenings,
Glenn Branca,
Black Flag,
Lee Hazlewood,
Reuben Wilson,
Sixth Finger,
Cybotron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gap Band,
New Age Steppers,
UT,
Hashim,
The Techniques,
Simply Red,
Aural Exciters,
The Count Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Iggy Pop,
Bootsy Collins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fugazi,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.