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 Libya and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 Black Sheep to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
The Seeds,
Liliput,
The Fuzztones,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brothers Johnson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tommy Roe,
Michelle Simonal,
Altered Images,
The Victims,
Arcadia,
John Cale,
The Music Machine,
Fatback Band,
Fluxion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Quantec,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
LL Cool J,
Colin Newman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sugar Minott,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Searchers,
Neil Young,
Masters at Work,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DJ Style,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Görl,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doors,
Godley & Creme,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sex Pistols,
Unwound,
Index,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ken Boothe,
New York Dolls,
Desert Stars,
The Cramps,
The Cure,
Alton Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
Aural Exciters,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Age Steppers,
Heaven 17,
Das Ding,
Agitation Free,
The Evens,
Terry Callier,
Scientists,
Guru Guru,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.