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 Tonga and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Jeru the Damaja to the techno 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Drexciya,
Television Personalities,
Wire,
Throbbing Gristle,
Silicon Teens,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kenny Larkin,
Essential Logic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Second Layer,
Black Bananas,
Robert Wyatt,
Alice Coltrane,
Lalo Schifrin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
New Age Steppers,
Soulsonic Force,
Cluster,
Anthony Braxton,
Brand Nubian,
Flash Fearless,
The Smoke,
Quadrant,
Funky Four + One,
The Cure,
Isaac Hayes,
Monolake,
Magma,
Lakeside,
Ralphi Rosario,
Faraquet,
The New Christs,
Deakin,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DJ Sneak,
Roy Ayers,
Minor Threat,
Terry Callier,
Max Romeo,
Make Up,
Von Mondo,
Lou Christie,
Model 500,
Josef K,
X-101,
Janne Schatter,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Kinks,
U.S. Maple,
The Searchers,
The Walker Brothers,
Newcleus,
Visage,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lee Hazlewood,
Johnny Osbourne,
Depeche Mode,
Tears for Fears,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.