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 Sri Lanka and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Sonics to the punk 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sam Rivers,
Minnie Riperton,
Ultra Naté,
Steve Hackett,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camouflage,
Echospace,
the Association,
Cheater Slicks,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Christie,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Happenings,
Bootsy Collins,
Quando Quango,
Boogie Down Productions,
K-Klass,
The Five Americans,
DJ Style,
James White and The Blacks,
Idris Muhammad,
Bob Dylan,
David Bowie,
The Gap Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Laurel Aitken,
Jandek,
Tres Demented,
Thee Headcoats,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sandy B,
Wolf Eyes,
Alice Coltrane,
Bill Near,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arthur Verocai,
The Leaves,
Lindisfarne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aaron Thompson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ohio Players,
Joe Smooth,
a-ha,
Traffic Nightmare,
Susan Cadogan,
Infiniti,
Adolescents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cure,
Goldenarms,
Radiohead,
The Neon Judgement,
June Days,
Groovy Waters,
Essential Logic,
the Normal,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.