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 Malawi and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Radiopuhelimet to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Warsaw,
The Gun Club,
Monks,
Fluxion,
The Names,
Scratch Acid,
The Fuzztones,
Boz Scaggs,
Danielle Patucci,
The Pretty Things,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Byrd,
Clear Light,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mummies,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Section 25,
Pierre Henry,
The Vogues,
Public Enemy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Lydon,
Alison Limerick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marvin Gaye,
Bill Near,
Andrew Hill,
Kas Product,
the Association,
Crispy Ambulance,
Groovy Waters,
The Evens,
Eurythmics,
The Black Dice,
Interpol,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marine Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
H. Thieme,
Accadde A,
Erykah Badu,
Albert Ayler,
Joey Negro,
Glenn Branca,
Buzzcocks,
Metal Thangz,
Visage,
Scrapy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liaisons Dangereuses,
June of 44,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Crime,
The Raincoats,
Shoche,
Nik Kershaw,
Kaleidoscope,
The Real Kids,
Hashim,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.