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 Syria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 World's Most to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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?
Ice-T,
Black Moon,
The United States of America,
Sound Behaviour,
Thee Headcoats,
Althea and Donna,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skaos,
Bronski Beat,
Rod Modell,
Arcadia,
Sam Rivers,
Roy Ayers,
Guru Guru,
The Fire Engines,
Model 500,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soft Cell,
Mo-Dettes,
Aswad,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Connie Case,
World's Most,
Boredoms,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vladislav Delay,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fuzztones,
This Heat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Albert Ayler,
Black Bananas,
Parry Music,
Basic Channel,
Judy Mowatt,
Echospace,
the Normal,
Peter and Kerry,
New Age Steppers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
OOIOO,
Piero Umiliani,
UT,
Symarip,
Porter Ricks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Names,
Eli Mardock,
Zero Boys,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gong,
The Doobie Brothers,
Circle Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Barracudas,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.