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 Monaco and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba 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 48th St. Collective to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Deakin,
Fugazi,
Connie Case,
Marshall Jefferson,
Heaven 17,
The Electric Prunes,
Faraquet,
Gang Green,
Sound Behaviour,
Crime,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Desert Stars,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fortunes,
48th St. Collective,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Amon Düül II,
Silicon Teens,
Maurizio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Talk Talk,
Donny Hathaway,
Delta 5,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Alarm Clocks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pulsallama,
Accadde A,
Bluetip,
Glenn Branca,
The Vogues,
The Gladiators,
ABBA,
Avey Tare,
the Normal,
John Foxx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brand Nubian,
Eve St. Jones,
The Tremeloes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Basic Channel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brothers Johnson,
The Kinks,
Kerri Chandler,
Fat Boys,
Rites of Spring,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Charles Mingus,
Gong,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Hutcherson,
These Immortal Souls,
The New Christs,
Bronski Beat,
Howard Jones,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.