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 Slovakia and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro 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 The Litter to the rap 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Bang On A Can,
Donald Byrd,
Can,
Chris & Cosey,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Khruangbin,
Aural Exciters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Babytalk,
Archie Shepp,
Underground Resistance,
The Happenings,
Soft Machine,
Heaven 17,
Mars,
Accadde A,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Busters,
Arab on Radar,
Bobbi Humphrey,
UT,
Jerry's Kids,
The Offenders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Easy Going,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Adolescents,
Second Layer,
Sarah Menescal,
Minny Pops,
Half Japanese,
Buzzcocks,
Boz Scaggs,
The Zeros,
Depeche Mode,
Erasure,
The Human League,
Pantaleimon,
Ituana,
The Evens,
Dave Gahan,
Aloha Tigers,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Green,
Harry Pussy,
Harmonia,
Eddi Front,
John Coltrane,
Royal Trux,
Jeff Mills,
Oneida,
Gastr Del Sol,
D'Angelo,
Basic Channel,
Crooked Eye,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bronski Beat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.