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 Afghanistan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Grey Daturas to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Funky Four + One,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Albert Ayler,
Hot Snakes,
Grey Daturas,
Flash Fearless,
Drive Like Jehu,
Khruangbin,
Soft Cell,
Bad Manners,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Style,
Spandau Ballet,
Maleditus Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
OOIOO,
Warsaw,
Soft Machine,
kango's stein massive,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joensuu 1685,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
Skarface,
Vladislav Delay,
The Motions,
June Days,
Althea and Donna,
the Sonics,
Depeche Mode,
Roxy Music,
Porter Ricks,
Cheater Slicks,
The Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
X-Ray Spex,
Bronski Beat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camouflage,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kevin Saunderson,
David McCallum,
Kas Product,
Guru Guru,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Mills,
Minny Pops,
Wolf Eyes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Siglo XX,
Magma,
Y Pants,
Tim Buckley,
Rotary Connection,
Deakin,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.