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 Luxembourg and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro 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 Hashim to the funk 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dawn Penn,
Eli Mardock,
La Düsseldorf,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Charles Mingus,
David Axelrod,
The Skatalites,
Gastr Del Sol,
EPMD,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
JFA,
Accadde A,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Warren Ellis,
Agitation Free,
Derrick May,
Rufus Thomas,
Eden Ahbez,
Peter and Kerry,
Faust,
The Red Krayola,
The Tremeloes,
Tomorrow,
Man Parrish,
Stereo Dub,
MDC,
ABC,
Metal Thangz,
The Pop Group,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roger Hodgson,
Lucky Dragons,
E-Dancer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Talk Talk,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Happenings,
The Slackers,
Laurel Aitken,
Bush Tetras,
Erykah Badu,
Zapp,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rod Modell,
Janne Schatter,
World's Most,
The Selecter,
Fugazi,
Pantaleimon,
The Mummies,
Duran Duran,
Amon Düül,
The Modern Lovers,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.