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 Congo and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Crash Course in Science to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
The Barracudas,
Nick Fraelich,
John Cale,
Amon Düül,
Fela Kuti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Offenders,
The Smoke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Cure,
The Dirtbombs,
Davy DMX,
Subhumans,
Spandau Ballet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
Lakeside,
The American Breed,
the Swans,
Cluster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ohio Players,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Max Romeo,
DJ Style,
Con Funk Shun,
Skaos,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Skatalites,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magazine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
D'Angelo,
Flash Fearless,
Technova,
David Axelrod,
Warsaw,
Graham Central Station,
Glenn Branca,
Kerri Chandler,
Zero Boys,
Camouflage,
Von Mondo,
Ten City,
Panda Bear,
The Red Krayola,
T. Rex,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharoah Sanders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marcia Griffiths,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dual Sessions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.