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 Woodstock.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 John Foxx to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Bourne,
The Associates,
Smog,
Albert Ayler,
Mad Mike,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry's Kids,
MDC,
Blake Baxter,
Spandau Ballet,
Agitation Free,
Junior Murvin,
H. Thieme,
Banda Bassotti,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dave Gahan,
Pole,
Funky Four + One,
The Saints,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Busters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The J.B.'s,
Au Pairs,
Sight & Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Symarip,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Fraelich,
Derrick May,
R.M.O.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Slick Rick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Avey Tare,
The Invisible,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Birthday Party,
Darondo,
Mantronix,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ronan,
Archie Shepp,
Judy Mowatt,
Isaac Hayes,
Main Source,
Fugazi,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Swans,
Radio Birdman,
Eli Mardock,
Graham Central Station,
The Golliwogs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Massinfluence,
Flipper,
Faust,
Little Man,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.