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 Angola and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Lower 48 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Happenings. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
The Happenings,
MDC,
James White and The Blacks,
Jacob Miller,
Amon Düül II,
The Index,
Byron Stingily,
Vainqueur,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Names,
Cal Tjader,
Angry Samoans,
Index,
Panda Bear,
Liliput,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Derrick May,
Bobby Womack,
The Birthday Party,
EPMD,
Eden Ahbez,
The Angels of Light,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kayak,
Sonic Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camouflage,
Camberwell Now,
Tom Boy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Slave,
The Fortunes,
Depeche Mode,
Mad Mike,
The Busters,
the Bar-Kays,
New York Dolls,
Moss Icon,
Sun Ra,
The Velvet Underground,
Avey Tare,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Misunderstood,
Duran Duran,
10cc,
Sex Pistols,
Neu!,
Youth Brigade,
Deadbeat,
Circle Jerks,
Smog,
Stetsasonic,
The Smoke,
Black Bananas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Newcleus,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.