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 Thailand and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Essential Logic to the dance 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lower 48,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Panda Bear,
Eli Mardock,
Smog,
Bobby Womack,
Bauhaus,
One Last Wish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Donny Hathaway,
Alice Coltrane,
K-Klass,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
E-Dancer,
Judy Mowatt,
Sandy B,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ituana,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Tremeloes,
The Cowsills,
Pantytec,
Agent Orange,
Radiopuhelimet,
Oneida,
Oblivians,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brick,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jeru the Damaja,
U.S. Maple,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Litter,
Wally Richardson,
New Age Steppers,
EPMD,
The Associates,
Swans,
Cameo,
Andrew Hill,
Scientists,
Lakeside,
Godley & Creme,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eden Ahbez,
cv313,
Curtis Mayfield,
Motorama,
Drexciya,
Minny Pops,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.