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 Thailand and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 Au Pairs to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Magma,
X-101,
Clear Light,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cramps,
The Motions,
Lou Christie,
Aaron Thompson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Derrick Morgan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Radiohead,
The Velvet Underground,
Eve St. Jones,
Eden Ahbez,
Skaos,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Swans,
B.T. Express,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Young Marble Giants,
cv313,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Age Steppers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Moon,
Ken Boothe,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Busters,
Motorama,
The Stooges,
Grauzone,
Rites of Spring,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Slackers,
Simply Red,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun Ra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Symarip,
Kayak,
The Associates,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Popol Vuh,
Ronan,
Yellowson,
Erasure,
ABC,
Negative Approach,
Spandau Ballet,
K-Klass,
Tommy Roe,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mummies,
Metal Thangz,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.