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 Ecuador and from Madrid.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Gories to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Chrome,
June Days,
Soul II Soul,
Eli Mardock,
Sonic Youth,
Ludus,
a-ha,
Neil Young,
Thompson Twins,
ABC,
Livin' Joy,
Amon Düül,
Magazine,
Judy Mowatt,
Pierre Henry,
Half Japanese,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Doors,
The Velvet Underground,
Jawbox,
Intrusion,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Swans,
Scott Walker,
the Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ohio Players,
Moebius,
Gabor Szabo,
Faraquet,
Bauhaus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
The Real Kids,
the Human League,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Germs,
Spandau Ballet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camberwell Now,
Aural Exciters,
The Invisible,
Public Enemy,
Marmalade,
Black Bananas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Blackbyrds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fat Boys,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Isaac Hayes,
Monolake,
Moby Grape,
Roy Ayers,
Radiohead,
Hashim,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Funkadelic,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.