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 Congo and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 Joe Finger to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
a-ha,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marmalade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marshall Jefferson,
Faust,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cramps,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brick,
Stockholm Monsters,
Parry Music,
Cybotron,
Flipper,
Fugazi,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mark Hollis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Zero Boys,
Nico,
Oneida,
Intrusion,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crooked Eye,
Main Source,
Ohio Players,
Rites of Spring,
Von Mondo,
R.M.O.,
DNA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roy Ayers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Erykah Badu,
Porter Ricks,
Harmonia,
Can,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Excepter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anthony Braxton,
Glenn Branca,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Raincoats,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Michelle Simonal,
The J.B.'s,
Delta 5,
Absolute Body Control,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Duran Duran,
Mr. Review,
John Foxx,
Mantronix,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.