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 Mali and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cheater Slicks to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bizarre Inc.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unwound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blues Magoos,
Scion,
The Kinks,
Scrapy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gregory Isaacs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sound Behaviour,
Derrick May,
the Human League,
Fugazi,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fugs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gabor Szabo,
Ten City,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Red Krayola,
Moss Icon,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
MDC,
Lyres,
Surgeon,
Shuggie Otis,
Amon Düül,
Cymande,
Kaleidoscope,
Hardrive,
Swans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lucky Dragons,
Moby Grape,
Lou Christie,
Neu!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rosa Yemen,
John Foxx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Evens,
Robert Görl,
Minny Pops,
Parry Music,
Eli Mardock,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Womack,
Flamin' Groovies,
Model 500,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Soft Cell,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.