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 Chad and from London.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Germs to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swans,
UT,
Marc Almond,
Radiohead,
The Raincoats,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Skatalites,
Pharoah Sanders,
Iggy Pop,
Marcia Griffiths,
Swell Maps,
Circle Jerks,
Fugazi,
Soulsonic Force,
Basic Channel,
Pussy Galore,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cheater Slicks,
DJ Style,
Colin Newman,
Drexciya,
Soft Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vainqueur,
Junior Murvin,
Donald Byrd,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minny Pops,
Reagan Youth,
Joe Smooth,
the Human League,
The Remains,
Mr. Review,
Organ,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Pop Group,
Model 500,
Lebanon Hanover,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fugs,
Connie Case,
Soul II Soul,
The Slits,
Magazine,
Fear,
Intrusion,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Das Ding,
Monks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scion,
Eric Copeland,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.