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 Lithuania and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Flash Fearless to the grunge 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 Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The New Christs,
The Modern Lovers,
Los Fastidios,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Symarip,
Fluxion,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Green,
Lee Hazlewood,
Moby Grape,
Minnie Riperton,
Hot Snakes,
Ituana,
Supertramp,
Susan Cadogan,
Isaac Hayes,
Sandy B,
Banda Bassotti,
Ronan,
Ludus,
Connie Case,
Hardrive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wally Richardson,
Bad Manners,
New Age Steppers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Happenings,
A Certain Ratio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Circle Jerks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Reuben Wilson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Judy Mowatt,
Minutemen,
Rotary Connection,
John Cale,
Harmonia,
Jeff Mills,
Lalann,
Black Sheep,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yaz,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Birthday Party,
James White and The Blacks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sister Nancy,
Jerry's Kids,
Blake Baxter,
Adolescents,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Golliwogs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.