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 Belize and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Raincoats to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Heaven 17,
Niagra,
The Motions,
The Smiths,
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Glambeats Corp.,
Henry Cow,
Country Teasers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon,
The Selecter,
Alton Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
Cybotron,
Todd Rundgren,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pussy Galore,
The Moleskins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare,
Slick Rick,
Rapeman,
the Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Stetsasonic,
Rosa Yemen,
D'Angelo,
Shuggie Otis,
The Gladiators,
Fugazi,
Donny Hathaway,
Archie Shepp,
Icehouse,
Davy DMX,
MC5,
Gong,
Tim Buckley,
K-Klass,
The Index,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Intrusion,
Anthony Braxton,
Loose Ends,
Black Moon,
Scott Walker,
Tommy Roe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bob Dylan,
KRS-One,
Sixth Finger,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.