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 Mali and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Half Japanese to the rock 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
The Gap Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Saccharine Trust,
Q65,
The Star Department,
John Lydon,
Panda Bear,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Average White Band,
The Seeds,
Lindisfarne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
A Certain Ratio,
Ronan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scion,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Magma,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yaz,
X-101,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
It's A Beautiful Day,
D'Angelo,
Sound Behaviour,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Vladislav Delay,
Amazonics,
Gang Starr,
Ludus,
Anakelly,
Black Flag,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fluxion,
the Association,
Adolescents,
Kas Product,
Hardrive,
Carl Craig,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Mark Hollis,
Motorama,
Gichy Dan,
Ultra Naté,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalann,
Swans,
Hashim,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.