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 Chad and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 China Crisis to the techno 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rosa Yemen,
UT,
Man Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Holt,
The Stooges,
Suicide,
Curtis Mayfield,
Graham Central Station,
the Sonics,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Selecter,
Chris Corsano,
Kerri Chandler,
Half Japanese,
Adolescents,
The Cowsills,
The Monochrome Set,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pantaleimon,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roxy Music,
Sam Rivers,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gap Band,
Model 500,
Colin Newman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Pretty Things,
The Birthday Party,
B.T. Express,
Tears for Fears,
Black Pus,
Hasil Adkins,
New Age Steppers,
Bill Wells,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Sherman,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sonics,
Sparks,
The Angels of Light,
Television,
Panda Bear,
Trumans Water,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Wake,
DJ Sneak,
Glambeats Corp.,
kango's stein massive,
Country Teasers,
Severed Heads,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Moleskins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jacob Miller,
Eurythmics,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.