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 Korea North and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Fugs to the dance 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Alison Limerick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Panda Bear,
Loose Ends,
MC5,
Wire,
The Kinks,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Near,
Model 500,
The Young Rascals,
Slave,
The Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Residents,
Schoolly D,
Groovy Waters,
The Barracudas,
The Star Department,
ABC,
Deadbeat,
The Techniques,
Matthew Halsall,
Spoonie Gee,
Mark Hollis,
Lalann,
Talk Talk,
Interpol,
Thompson Twins,
Mission of Burma,
Harmonia,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yusef Lateef,
Marc Almond,
Stiv Bators,
New Age Steppers,
The Buckinghams,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blossom Toes,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Leonard Cohen,
the Sonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fugs,
Aswad,
John Coltrane,
The Move,
Peter & Gordon,
Bauhaus,
Mars,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deepchord,
Maleditus Sound,
Man Parrish,
Gong,
Shoche,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eurythmics,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.