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 Seoul.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Jandek to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Hutcherson,
ABBA,
The Cure,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Pantytec,
Jacques Brel,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Dolphy,
Funky Four + One,
Camberwell Now,
Stereo Dub,
Girls At Our Best!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pole,
U.S. Maple,
Guru Guru,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nas,
LL Cool J,
B.T. Express,
Bronski Beat,
The Fall,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
X-102,
Pierre Henry,
Janne Schatter,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moody Blues,
Delta 5,
Leonard Cohen,
The Leaves,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters,
the Association,
Skaos,
Gang Starr,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Gap Band,
Los Fastidios,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Birthday Party,
Newcleus,
Bill Near,
Slave,
Parry Music,
Mad Mike,
The Move,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jeff Mills,
The Names,
Section 25,
Jeff Lynne,
Scratch Acid,
Deakin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doors,
Half Japanese,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.