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 Mexico and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Television Personalities to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Morten Harket,
Essential Logic,
Matthew Bourne,
Amazonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Pagans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Harmonia,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
kango's stein massive,
Skarface,
Lakeside,
Wasted Youth,
Gabor Szabo,
Severed Heads,
The Black Dice,
Jimmy McGriff,
Andrew Hill,
Angry Samoans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Guru Guru,
Pantaleimon,
Eric Copeland,
Mo-Dettes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxy Music,
T.S.O.L.,
Janne Schatter,
Iggy Pop,
The Fugs,
Japan,
Chris Corsano,
The Velvet Underground,
Animal Collective,
Subhumans,
Ossler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Qualms,
Desert Stars,
The Pop Group,
Aswad,
Wire,
Robert Görl,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Toasters,
Malaria!,
The Count Five,
Rakim,
Mantronix,
Goldenarms,
Stiv Bators,
Avey Tare,
The Mojo Men,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Names,
Aural Exciters,
The Human League,
Moebius,
Roy Ayers,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.