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 Micronesia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Maurizio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lakeside,
The Happenings,
kango's stein massive,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Barrington Levy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Amon Düül II,
Archie Shepp,
The Electric Prunes,
Leonard Cohen,
David McCallum,
Stetsasonic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Niagra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joe Smooth,
Anakelly,
The Toasters,
The Cure,
Monks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
MDC,
The Blackbyrds,
The Index,
Erasure,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Derrick Morgan,
Can,
Royal Trux,
The Litter,
Eddi Front,
The Dead C,
Audionom,
Monolake,
Kas Product,
MC5,
Flipper,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Evens,
Kenny Larkin,
The Vogues,
Eurythmics,
Yellowson,
Boredoms,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
F. McDonald,
In Retrospect,
New Age Steppers,
Basic Channel,
The Cowsills,
Deakin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
The Techniques,
Davy DMX,
Bad Manners,
Arthur Verocai,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.