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 Tuvalu and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
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 chamberlin 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 Soul II Soul to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Half Japanese,
Flash Fearless,
The Red Krayola,
Isaac Hayes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Flipper,
Crooked Eye,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rakim,
Skaos,
Juan Atkins,
Slick Rick,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Happenings,
Mad Mike,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nico,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lucky Dragons,
Sun City Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
JFA,
Bauhaus,
Michelle Simonal,
Porter Ricks,
Tim Buckley,
Fluxion,
Roxette,
Reagan Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radio Birdman,
Lower 48,
The Cramps,
Nas,
Joe Smooth,
Wolf Eyes,
The Vogues,
Dave Gahan,
Silicon Teens,
B.T. Express,
Soft Machine,
The Human League,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gang Green,
Dawn Penn,
Make Up,
Davy DMX,
Iggy Pop,
June of 44,
The Monks,
The New Christs,
Warren Ellis,
Rites of Spring,
Idris Muhammad,
Popol Vuh,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.