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 Taiwan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Monolake to the disco 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Can,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pagans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tears for Fears,
Fear,
Hoover,
R.M.O.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wire,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacques Brel,
Suicide,
Japan,
Y Pants,
Soul II Soul,
Al Stewart,
Jandek,
Lebanon Hanover,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fugs,
The Walker Brothers,
Crime,
Warsaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Beau Brummels,
Jeff Mills,
EPMD,
Excepter,
JFA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Henry Cow,
Con Funk Shun,
Symarip,
Talk Talk,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fire Engines,
Pylon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Count Five,
Bluetip,
Hardrive,
Rapeman,
Joey Negro,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deadbeat,
Jerry's Kids,
Cheater Slicks,
Heaven 17,
Fluxion,
New Age Steppers,
New York Dolls,
Minnie Riperton,
The Moleskins,
The Skatalites,
Josef K,
Livin' Joy,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.