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 Greece and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 David Bowie 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 Swans to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Unwound,
Idris Muhammad,
The Vogues,
June of 44,
Flipper,
Electric Prunes,
The Angels of Light,
FM Einheit,
Byron Stingily,
The Buckinghams,
Groovy Waters,
Alison Limerick,
Monolake,
Sun City Girls,
Nico,
Arab on Radar,
Eddi Front,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Joe & The Fish,
ABBA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Anthony Braxton,
The Toasters,
Juan Atkins,
Con Funk Shun,
the Soft Cell,
Gang Green,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Moleskins,
Donny Hathaway,
Hashim,
Iggy Pop,
48th St. Collective,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joyce Sims,
The Tremeloes,
The Cure,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Busters,
the Normal,
Ornette Coleman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scientists,
Y Pants,
Ultra Naté,
Freddie Wadling,
The Zeros,
Neu!,
The Mojo Men,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Slits,
Tommy Roe,
The Last Poets,
Nas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joe Smooth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Loose Ends,
Josef K,
Drive Like Jehu,
Brand Nubian,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.