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 Burkina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
The Raincoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Wake,
Index,
the Soft Cell,
Avey Tare,
Jeff Mills,
the Normal,
The Beau Brummels,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Womack,
Kevin Saunderson,
Section 25,
The Offenders,
Lightning Bolt,
The Saints,
The Fugs,
New York Dolls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Searchers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jandek,
Mantronix,
the Sonics,
Drexciya,
Surgeon,
Lungfish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Residents,
Babytalk,
Delon & Dalcan,
These Immortal Souls,
The Young Rascals,
Tropical Tobacco,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jacob Miller,
Tres Demented,
Livin' Joy,
Delta 5,
Kerri Chandler,
Eve St. Jones,
Radiohead,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Golliwogs,
Colin Newman,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lower 48,
Lou Christie,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Iggy Pop,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Man Parrish,
Popol Vuh,
Quando Quango,
X-101,
Wire,
The Kinks,
Aloha Tigers,
Cal Tjader,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.