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 Maldives and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Mojo Men to the crunk 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Susan Cadogan,
Grey Daturas,
Thee Headcoats,
The Sound,
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Hill,
Massinfluence,
The Star Department,
Barrington Levy,
The Litter,
Gang of Four,
Maleditus Sound,
Morten Harket,
Yusef Lateef,
Section 25,
Inner City,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick May,
Gang Starr,
Pierre Henry,
Anakelly,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quadrant,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quando Quango,
Amon Düül II,
Skriet,
Don Cherry,
X-102,
China Crisis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Al Stewart,
Dead Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Camouflage,
Buzzcocks,
Kas Product,
The Move,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tomorrow,
The Golliwogs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fela Kuti,
Sixth Finger,
Maurizio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minutemen,
Ossler,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wally Richardson,
Hashim,
Juan Atkins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mad Mike,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Doors,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.