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 Mongolia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ 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 Absolute Body Control to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Aswad,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Spandau Ballet,
Scrapy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crooked Eye,
Pole,
Hot Snakes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Faraquet,
Monks,
Mars,
The Neon Judgement,
Marshall Jefferson,
Avey Tare,
Lou Christie,
Ludus,
The Grass Roots,
Mary Jane Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dorothy Ashby,
Skriet,
Ken Boothe,
The Index,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Massinfluence,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fire Engines,
Deadbeat,
KRS-One,
Delta 5,
Yellowson,
Soul II Soul,
Rotary Connection,
Essential Logic,
The Gories,
Black Bananas,
Drexciya,
Minnie Riperton,
Erasure,
The Doors,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Amon Düül II,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Susan Cadogan,
Radiohead,
Ice-T,
Au Pairs,
Blossom Toes,
Peter & Gordon,
Joy Division,
U.S. Maple,
Guru Guru,
Faust,
Bluetip,
The Count Five,
Swans,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.