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 Cairo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the electroclash 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Khruangbin,
Dead Boys,
Prince Buster,
The Misunderstood,
Terry Callier,
MDC,
OOIOO,
Absolute Body Control,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps,
Jerry's Kids,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Copeland,
Stetsasonic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Schoolly D,
Judy Mowatt,
Erykah Badu,
Skarface,
Chris & Cosey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deepchord,
Blake Baxter,
Toni Rubio,
Liliput,
Panda Bear,
A Certain Ratio,
Delta 5,
Sarah Menescal,
Pagans,
The Move,
Franke,
Monolake,
Radiohead,
Trumans Water,
The Happenings,
The Barracudas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jandek,
the Fania All-Stars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Moleskins,
Jeff Lynne,
X-102,
Technova,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fear,
Main Source,
Leonard Cohen,
The Vogues,
The Standells,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sonic Youth,
Maurizio,
The Human League,
Archie Shepp,
Gerry Rafferty,
MC5,
Erasure,
JFA,
Excepter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.