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 El Salvador and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Radiopuhelimet to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter & Gordon,
Audionom,
The Associates,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kurtis Blow,
Fluxion,
Fatback Band,
Glenn Branca,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sparks,
Tommy Roe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mark Hollis,
Man Parrish,
Kool Moe Dee,
Reuben Wilson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yusef Lateef,
Max Romeo,
the Bar-Kays,
The Vogues,
Essential Logic,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Pierre Henry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lyres,
Pylon,
Juan Atkins,
Faust,
Technova,
The Alarm Clocks,
Moss Icon,
Dual Sessions,
CMW,
The Divine Comedy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shoche,
The Young Rascals,
Tomorrow,
Reagan Youth,
MDC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spandau Ballet,
Motorama,
Eric Copeland,
Echospace,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Groovy Waters,
Symarip,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bluetip,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.