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 Spain and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rhythm & Sound,
48th St. Collective,
The Move,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Electric Prunes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare,
Idris Muhammad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry's Kids,
The Raincoats,
MC5,
Whodini,
The Slackers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Depeche Mode,
Tres Demented,
Q65,
Dawn Penn,
Dead Boys,
Man Parrish,
DJ Sneak,
Sam Rivers,
Faust,
Arcadia,
Gang Green,
Youth Brigade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Golliwogs,
Roxy Music,
the Soft Cell,
Kayak,
Glenn Branca,
Qualms,
This Heat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Masters at Work,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bobby Sherman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang of Four,
Scan 7,
Vladislav Delay,
Interpol,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warren Ellis,
Brass Construction,
Siglo XX,
The Remains,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eden Ahbez,
Davy DMX,
Crispian St. Peters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Oblivians,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.