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 Ivory Coast 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Velvet Underground to the dance 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Isaac Hayes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Flipper,
Outsiders,
Suicide,
Avey Tare,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gap Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
Sonny Sharrock,
World's Most,
Jeff Lynne,
Zero Boys,
Trumans Water,
The Buckinghams,
Bill Near,
The Monks,
Ronan,
The Sonics,
Ultravox,
Todd Terry,
Flash Fearless,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mandrill,
Second Layer,
Vladislav Delay,
The Velvet Underground,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Smog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Age Steppers,
Tim Buckley,
Inner City,
Crime,
The Walker Brothers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker,
The Index,
Dark Day,
10cc,
The Angels of Light,
Stiv Bators,
Lyres,
John Holt,
Bizarre Inc.,
Livin' Joy,
Lower 48,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-101,
Reagan Youth,
Erykah Badu,
The Evens,
Symarip,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.