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 El Salvador and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Easy Going to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
The Motions,
Amon Düül II,
Lucky Dragons,
World's Most,
Vladislav Delay,
Gastr Del Sol,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cameo,
Anakelly,
The Remains,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Groovy Waters,
Ronnie Foster,
Schoolly D,
Dorothy Ashby,
Donald Byrd,
New Age Steppers,
Khruangbin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stockholm Monsters,
Franke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Lydon,
The Misunderstood,
Essential Logic,
Scientists,
Lindisfarne,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pagans,
Suburban Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Clear Light,
Rapeman,
Fad Gadget,
The Star Department,
Al Stewart,
Jerry's Kids,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Last Poets,
The Electric Prunes,
Make Up,
The Barracudas,
Ossler,
Cecil Taylor,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gang of Four,
Susan Cadogan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Darondo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Slackers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cramps,
Section 25,
Jacques Brel,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.