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 Algeria and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gerry Rafferty to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
The Invisible,
Fluxion,
Donny Hathaway,
Brand Nubian,
Stockholm Monsters,
UT,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Associates,
Black Sheep,
Can,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker,
Big Daddy Kane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Misunderstood,
Whodini,
Cybotron,
The Golliwogs,
Gabor Szabo,
Organ,
Scratch Acid,
Cal Tjader,
Alison Limerick,
Danielle Patucci,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Babytalk,
The Offenders,
Metal Thangz,
Don Cherry,
Scan 7,
Brick,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Buzzcocks,
Marmalade,
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Near,
Maurizio,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ludus,
the Human League,
Eden Ahbez,
Unrelated Segments,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Swans,
Absolute Body Control,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Mars,
Public Enemy,
Quantec,
Bob Dylan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
Hashim,
Wire,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.