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 Mexico and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 the Human League to the disco 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Con Funk Shun,
Urselle,
Lalo Schifrin,
Boz Scaggs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Maurizio,
The Skatalites,
The Wake,
The Last Poets,
Animal Collective,
The Trojans,
New Age Steppers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sparks,
Peter and Kerry,
Amon Düül II,
Eden Ahbez,
Panda Bear,
Althea and Donna,
Nik Kershaw,
The Evens,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Surgeon,
Q and Not U,
Fela Kuti,
Icehouse,
Television Personalities,
Spoonie Gee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Delon & Dalcan,
Donald Byrd,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Remains,
Warren Ellis,
Babytalk,
Dark Day,
Zapp,
JFA,
Vladislav Delay,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ossler,
The Fuzztones,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ludus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roxette,
Toni Rubio,
Barry Ungar,
Idris Muhammad,
Jandek,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arab on Radar,
The Names,
Black Flag,
The Birthday Party,
Skarface,
Bluetip,
Reagan Youth,
Bill Near,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.