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 Moldova and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jerry's Kids to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Quando Quango,
Animal Collective,
Half Japanese,
The Names,
Robert Görl,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fad Gadget,
Ohio Players,
The Knickerbockers,
The Stooges,
Moebius,
OOIOO,
Lalann,
Gang Green,
LL Cool J,
Roxette,
Easy Going,
Yellowson,
The Slackers,
Kaleidoscope,
Harpers Bizarre,
Don Cherry,
The Cure,
Amon Düül II,
Blake Baxter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Echospace,
D'Angelo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Saccharine Trust,
Bill Wells,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Leonard Cohen,
John Coltrane,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cramps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flash Fearless,
The Standells,
Amazonics,
The Moleskins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Smiths,
Bill Near,
Crash Course in Science,
Joyce Sims,
Monolake,
The Fuzztones,
Radiohead,
Aswad,
Radio Birdman,
Average White Band,
The Electric Prunes,
John Cale,
Subhumans,
The Saints,
David Axelrod,
Davy DMX,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.