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 Peru and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba 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 Essential Logic to the disco 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Soft Cell,
Gang Green,
Lalann,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jerry's Kids,
Jawbox,
Flamin' Groovies,
X-Ray Spex,
Fluxion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy Collins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Procol Harum,
David Axelrod,
Al Stewart,
Banda Bassotti,
Visage,
Kas Product,
Donald Byrd,
Minutemen,
Nico,
Scan 7,
Andrew Hill,
Black Bananas,
The Neon Judgement,
The United States of America,
The Dirtbombs,
Dark Day,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Con Funk Shun,
Dennis Brown,
Bad Manners,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter and Kerry,
Index,
Danielle Patucci,
Ken Boothe,
MDC,
John Coltrane,
Amon Düül II,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris & Cosey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
Skaos,
Ludus,
Organ,
Delta 5,
The Divine Comedy,
Pussy Galore,
Smog,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Buckinghams,
Spoonie Gee,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.