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 Swaziland and from New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bill Wells to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
The Divine Comedy,
The Happenings,
DNA,
Marc Almond,
Camouflage,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Christie,
the Swans,
Main Source,
Television,
Monks,
The Last Poets,
Byron Stingily,
The Residents,
Robert Hood,
JFA,
Eurythmics,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fire Engines,
The Pretty Things,
Lalo Schifrin,
Peter & Gordon,
Skriet,
Jeff Mills,
The Kinks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cure,
Soul Sonic Force,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Association,
Funkadelic,
Qualms,
Bob Dylan,
Jacques Brel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Thompson Twins,
Carl Craig,
E-Dancer,
Warren Ellis,
The Durutti Column,
48th St. Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Soft Cell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tres Demented,
Underground Resistance,
Rakim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantytec,
FM Einheit,
The Gories,
Minny Pops,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barrington Levy,
The New Christs,
The Vogues,
Country Teasers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kayak,
Altered Images,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.