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 Fiji and from Lyon.
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 Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Techniques to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Scott Walker,
John Holt,
The Evens,
The Modern Lovers,
Spoonie Gee,
Fela Kuti,
Slave,
Ultra Naté,
Average White Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Raincoats,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Residents,
Theoretical Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Davy DMX,
Todd Terry,
Deepchord,
The Moody Blues,
Flipper,
DNA,
Icehouse,
The Vogues,
Lee Hazlewood,
Basic Channel,
Public Enemy,
Bootsy Collins,
Camouflage,
Joe Finger,
Deadbeat,
The United States of America,
Franke,
Robert Hood,
Popol Vuh,
Ossler,
Al Stewart,
The Skatalites,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aural Exciters,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare,
Boogie Down Productions,
Livin' Joy,
Siglo XX,
Carl Craig,
Rakim,
The Velvet Underground,
The Stooges,
Pagans,
Anthony Braxton,
Sarah Menescal,
Nik Kershaw,
Laurel Aitken,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Prince Buster,
The Divine Comedy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.