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 Colombia and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Boredoms to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Deakin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
MDC,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Michelle Simonal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Charles Mingus,
These Immortal Souls,
Minor Threat,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DNA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Donald Byrd,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kayak,
Nils Olav,
Pagans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marc Almond,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
FM Einheit,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül II,
The Monks,
Brothers Johnson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DJ Sneak,
The Invisible,
Fluxion,
Porter Ricks,
The Names,
Tubeway Army,
Pere Ubu,
World's Most,
The Divine Comedy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tommy Roe,
Funkadelic,
The Pretty Things,
Chris & Cosey,
The Raincoats,
Depeche Mode,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pantytec,
Warren Ellis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soul II Soul,
The Seeds,
Spandau Ballet,
10cc,
Echospace,
Suburban Knight,
R.M.O.,
Youth Brigade,
Slave,
Scientists,
Kerrie Biddell,
Quadrant,
Soft Machine,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Severed Heads,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.