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 United States and from London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Skaos to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
DNA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camberwell Now,
The Moody Blues,
Gang Gang Dance,
Zero Boys,
Los Fastidios,
Unrelated Segments,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Inner City,
DJ Sneak,
10cc,
the Fania All-Stars,
Buzzcocks,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
Susan Cadogan,
Country Teasers,
Sarah Menescal,
Unwound,
David McCallum,
Neu!,
In Retrospect,
Fad Gadget,
Tomorrow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Excepter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gun Club,
Kerrie Biddell,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Thee Headcoats,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Moleskins,
Nik Kershaw,
Con Funk Shun,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Starr,
Dave Gahan,
Average White Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sound Behaviour,
Grandmaster Flash,
Isaac Hayes,
Tom Boy,
ABC,
June Days,
The Black Dice,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amon Düül II,
T. Rex,
Lebanon Hanover,
K-Klass,
Junior Murvin,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Whodini,
Camouflage,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.