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 Armenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 Toni Rubio to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Marine Girls,
The Leaves,
Panda Bear,
Agitation Free,
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pylon,
Interpol,
OOIOO,
Toni Rubio,
World's Most,
The Remains,
Loose Ends,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sällskapet,
the Fania All-Stars,
Smog,
Crash Course in Science,
Jimmy McGriff,
Prince Buster,
Rakim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Heaven 17,
Kerri Chandler,
MC5,
Nick Fraelich,
Max Romeo,
Gong,
Arab on Radar,
The Music Machine,
Crooked Eye,
Angry Samoans,
Popol Vuh,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gories,
The Victims,
Peter and Kerry,
Chrome,
Dawn Penn,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Accadde A,
Nirvana,
Unrelated Segments,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lindisfarne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television,
Kenny Larkin,
Rosa Yemen,
Soul II Soul,
the Slits,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pulsallama,
Negative Approach,
The Index,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Happenings,
Erasure,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.