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 Uganda and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 Siglo XX to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Subhumans,
Quadrant,
Audionom,
The Monochrome Set,
Delta 5,
Livin' Joy,
Patti Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Franke,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Schoolly D,
The Barracudas,
The Divine Comedy,
DJ Sneak,
Deepchord,
Cal Tjader,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tommy Roe,
Easy Going,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Au Pairs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Toni Rubio,
Jacques Brel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Stiv Bators,
Con Funk Shun,
Anakelly,
The Angels of Light,
The Doors,
Crispy Ambulance,
Das Ding,
CMW,
Lightning Bolt,
EPMD,
The Residents,
The Associates,
The Star Department,
Throbbing Gristle,
Alphaville,
the Bar-Kays,
Technova,
Jeff Lynne,
New York Dolls,
Metal Thangz,
Black Flag,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Von Mondo,
The Names,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.