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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gichy Dan to the techno 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Television,
Vladislav Delay,
The Golliwogs,
kango's stein massive,
Average White Band,
AZ,
Byron Stingily,
Q65,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Oneida,
The Techniques,
Swans,
The Evens,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Blackbyrds,
The Stooges,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tommy Roe,
the Association,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dave Gahan,
Wasted Youth,
New York Dolls,
The Searchers,
Drexciya,
Oblivians,
Boz Scaggs,
Brothers Johnson,
Crash Course in Science,
The Associates,
Howard Jones,
Japan,
Technova,
Newcleus,
Bill Wells,
Fela Kuti,
The Slackers,
Faust,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Moon,
cv313,
The Smiths,
Animal Collective,
Marine Girls,
David Bowie,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Skarface,
Severed Heads,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bang On A Can,
The American Breed,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aswad,
Yusef Lateef,
Reagan Youth,
Panda Bear,
The Vogues,
Trumans Water,
The Raincoats,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.