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 Chile and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Robert Palmer 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 Jandek to the dance 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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Idris Muhammad,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Certain Ratio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Walker Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sixth Finger,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Five Americans,
Swell Maps,
The Fire Engines,
Ice-T,
the Fania All-Stars,
ABC,
Scion,
Model 500,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Subhumans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tim Buckley,
K-Klass,
Steve Hackett,
Absolute Body Control,
Amazonics,
Laurel Aitken,
Talk Talk,
Maleditus Sound,
The Durutti Column,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Underground Resistance,
Boredoms,
Erasure,
B.T. Express,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Black Flag,
Rapeman,
Glenn Branca,
Johnny Clarke,
John Foxx,
MDC,
Camouflage,
Patti Smith,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Christie,
Ornette Coleman,
Stiv Bators,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Move,
Flipper,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
In Retrospect,
Robert Wyatt,
Minor Threat,
Blake Baxter,
The Human League,
Nirvana,
Kenny Larkin,
Masters at Work,
Deakin,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.