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 Benin and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Crash Course in Science to the rock 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Average White Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Darondo,
James White and The Blacks,
Ice-T,
Donald Byrd,
Aloha Tigers,
Dual Sessions,
The Skatalites,
Parry Music,
The New Christs,
Brand Nubian,
Ituana,
Lakeside,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Albert Ayler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Quantec,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sällskapet,
Maurizio,
Gang Green,
The Velvet Underground,
Simply Red,
The Leaves,
Carl Craig,
Porter Ricks,
Cluster,
Peter & Gordon,
Lebanon Hanover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yusef Lateef,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Todd Rundgren,
The Trojans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nik Kershaw,
Y Pants,
Scan 7,
Youth Brigade,
the Human League,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Zero Boys,
Kayak,
Archie Shepp,
Sun City Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
The Toasters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suburban Knight,
The Real Kids,
La Düsseldorf,
Minnie Riperton,
Rotary Connection,
Soulsonic Force,
Skriet,
Chris & Cosey,
Goldenarms,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.