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 Honduras and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cecil Taylor to the rap 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Joe Finger,
Suburban Knight,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sex Pistols,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Arthur Verocai,
Qualms,
Carl Craig,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blake Baxter,
Altered Images,
Eurythmics,
The Star Department,
Moebius,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Residents,
JFA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Copeland,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wasted Youth,
Oneida,
Hashim,
Toni Rubio,
The Mojo Men,
Alphaville,
Faust,
Lower 48,
Isaac Hayes,
Reagan Youth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Godley & Creme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Womack,
Byron Stingily,
The Monochrome Set,
Bootsy Collins,
Khruangbin,
PIL,
Skriet,
Visage,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Youth Brigade,
The Last Poets,
Matthew Bourne,
Camouflage,
Adolescents,
Leonard Cohen,
China Crisis,
the Germs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wire,
Minny Pops,
Patti Smith,
Derrick May,
Joensuu 1685,
Make Up,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.