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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Radiohead to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Silicon Teens,
Saccharine Trust,
The Smiths,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Graham Central Station,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Khruangbin,
John Lydon,
the Normal,
Prince Buster,
EPMD,
The Wake,
The Skatalites,
Warsaw,
Hashim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Motorama,
The Fortunes,
Tres Demented,
Loose Ends,
The Evens,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nik Kershaw,
Oneida,
Scan 7,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Style,
L. Decosne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rites of Spring,
Section 25,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Five Americans,
Carl Craig,
Peter & Gordon,
Lower 48,
The Offenders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soul II Soul,
Bobby Womack,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Smoke,
Grey Daturas,
Jacob Miller,
Hasil Adkins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lucky Dragons,
Dave Gahan,
Joyce Sims,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.