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 Austria and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Shadows of Knight to the techno 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Agent Orange,
Ultra Naté,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Beau Brummels,
The Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
The Invisible,
The Slackers,
Sun City Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Brand Nubian,
New York Dolls,
Carl Craig,
Glenn Branca,
Saccharine Trust,
Circle Jerks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stiv Bators,
Q65,
Skaos,
The Neon Judgement,
Freddie Wadling,
Fela Kuti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fluxion,
KRS-One,
The Motions,
Suburban Knight,
Aural Exciters,
Peter and Kerry,
The Walker Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
Flash Fearless,
F. McDonald,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lower 48,
The Buckinghams,
Magma,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Bananas,
Eric Copeland,
The Moleskins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tres Demented,
Kenny Larkin,
Slick Rick,
Ice-T,
Average White Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Althea and Donna,
Barbara Tucker,
The Smiths,
Blossom Toes,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed,
Gichy Dan,
Soft Cell,
Stetsasonic,
Johnny Clarke,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.