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 Beijing.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 Public Image Ltd. to the rap 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
In Retrospect,
Intrusion,
Skarface,
Tears for Fears,
Jandek,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Underground Resistance,
Moss Icon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dark Day,
Roy Ayers,
The Buckinghams,
Arthur Verocai,
Terrestrial Tones,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stiv Bators,
Dennis Brown,
10cc,
Steve Hackett,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Cure,
Crispy Ambulance,
David McCallum,
Deepchord,
The Barracudas,
Alton Ellis,
Shuggie Otis,
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Barbara Tucker,
Deadbeat,
Main Source,
The Move,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Slick Rick,
Talk Talk,
The Knickerbockers,
a-ha,
The Slits,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Raincoats,
Swans,
Hardrive,
Barrington Levy,
Radiopuhelimet,
DJ Style,
Japan,
the Slits,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lalann,
Dual Sessions,
Janne Schatter,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joey Negro,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.