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 Pakistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yusef Lateef to the crunk 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Faraquet,
Andrew Hill,
Letta Mbulu,
Groovy Waters,
Eden Ahbez,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
Nik Kershaw,
Royal Trux,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Erasure,
Delta 5,
Freddie Wadling,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cure,
Sun City Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
The Invisible,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gun Club,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Con Funk Shun,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lee Hazlewood,
DNA,
Erykah Badu,
Marmalade,
Colin Newman,
The Busters,
Pierre Henry,
Joy Division,
The Moleskins,
This Heat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tom Boy,
Toni Rubio,
The Smiths,
Absolute Body Control,
Max Romeo,
Howard Jones,
Black Moon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Wally Richardson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Anthony Braxton,
David Axelrod,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ossler,
Eric Copeland,
Moebius,
The Misunderstood,
Organ,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Byron Stingily,
Swans,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.