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 Germany and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dennis Brown to the techno 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
DJ Sneak,
Niagra,
The Mummies,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Wyatt,
Stiv Bators,
Eurythmics,
Animal Collective,
Bush Tetras,
Minor Threat,
Scientists,
Sunsets and Hearts,
A Certain Ratio,
Arcadia,
Michelle Simonal,
Metal Thangz,
Minny Pops,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marine Girls,
Infiniti,
Aloha Tigers,
Aswad,
Lakeside,
Talk Talk,
cv313,
The Blackbyrds,
Sam Rivers,
B.T. Express,
Oblivians,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Loose Ends,
Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Busters,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
Big Daddy Kane,
Arthur Verocai,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gladiators,
Babytalk,
Eric Dolphy,
Roxy Music,
The Stooges,
Franke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Searchers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Skarface,
Nico,
the Swans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Masters at Work,
Circle Jerks,
Simply Red,
Black Pus,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.