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 Burundi and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 David Axelrod to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Black Flag,
Excepter,
F. McDonald,
Pierre Henry,
Rekid,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Angels of Light,
Parry Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Eric Copeland,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dave Gahan,
X-102,
Tres Demented,
The Gap Band,
Sex Pistols,
The Golliwogs,
Outsiders,
Fatback Band,
Kas Product,
The Raincoats,
Peter & Gordon,
Eric Dolphy,
Derrick Morgan,
Organ,
Ornette Coleman,
Fugazi,
R.M.O.,
Ludus,
cv313,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Moss Icon,
Piero Umiliani,
Colin Newman,
Ken Boothe,
Ultra Naté,
Cecil Taylor,
Heaven 17,
Spoonie Gee,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kerrie Biddell,
MC5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swell Maps,
KRS-One,
Wolf Eyes,
X-Ray Spex,
The Velvet Underground,
Terrestrial Tones,
Michelle Simonal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crash Course in Science,
Davy DMX,
The Selecter,
The Last Poets,
Gastr Del Sol,
Buzzcocks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brass Construction,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.