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 Sierra Leone and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lower 48 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Second Layer,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Q and Not U,
Alton Ellis,
Technova,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fugs,
Shuggie Otis,
Hoover,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nik Kershaw,
Organ,
Slave,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terry Callier,
The Dead C,
Archie Shepp,
Sixth Finger,
Severed Heads,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Infiniti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Association,
cv313,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sonic Youth,
The Gladiators,
the Slits,
the Human League,
Janne Schatter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
This Heat,
K-Klass,
Pylon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cluster,
Swans,
R.M.O.,
Lakeside,
Royal Trux,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skaos,
Ludus,
Junior Murvin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vainqueur,
The Fire Engines,
Gang of Four,
The Blues Magoos,
The Count Five,
Interpol,
Monks,
Eli Mardock,
DNA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.