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 Colombia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
OOIOO,
Mary Jane Girls,
AZ,
The Slits,
Aaron Thompson,
Carl Craig,
The Velvet Underground,
This Heat,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Royal Trux,
Peter & Gordon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Swans,
Q and Not U,
John Foxx,
The Seeds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scientists,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Byrd,
Franke,
DJ Style,
Grey Daturas,
Chrome,
The Star Department,
Oblivians,
The Sound,
The New Christs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Scratch Acid,
Kerri Chandler,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Wells,
The Busters,
Metal Thangz,
A Certain Ratio,
The Names,
Skarface,
Das Ding,
Henry Cow,
X-102,
Silicon Teens,
Bush Tetras,
Jeff Lynne,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blues Magoos,
The Wake,
The Remains,
New Age Steppers,
Slick Rick,
Faraquet,
The Fall,
Anthony Braxton,
Sun City Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amon Düül II,
Donald Byrd,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.