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 Burkina and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the grime 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Ronan,
The Skatalites,
Cluster,
Amazonics,
the Normal,
Royal Trux,
Joe Finger,
Ituana,
Quantec,
Ohio Players,
The Martian,
Connie Case,
E-Dancer,
Pantaleimon,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Judy Mowatt,
Audionom,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Suicide,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rosa Yemen,
ABC,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Malaria!,
Chris Corsano,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warsaw,
Wire,
John Cale,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Starr,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barrington Levy,
Ultravox,
China Crisis,
Television Personalities,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Negative Approach,
Nick Fraelich,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sexual Harrassment,
Severed Heads,
Rites of Spring,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
MC5,
Dave Gahan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kas Product,
DJ Sneak,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Birthday Party,
Parry Music,
The Slackers,
Essential Logic,
Thompson Twins,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.