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 Chad and from Salvador.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Roxette to the punk 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Los Fastidios,
Pylon,
Erasure,
Soul II Soul,
Quantec,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
X-101,
Unwound,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Flag,
Oneida,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Magma,
Alphaville,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lightning Bolt,
The Music Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crime,
Todd Rundgren,
Radio Birdman,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aloha Tigers,
Althea and Donna,
Al Stewart,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Reed,
The Victims,
Electric Prunes,
Zapp,
Pagans,
F. McDonald,
The Names,
The Monochrome Set,
Qualms,
Henry Cow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Modern Lovers,
Archie Shepp,
Ultra Naté,
The Leaves,
Subhumans,
Surgeon,
Brick,
Sandy B,
Terry Callier,
the Bar-Kays,
Hashim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tres Demented,
Cal Tjader,
The Kinks,
Essential Logic,
Neu!,
Ice-T,
Kerri Chandler,
Pantytec,
June Days,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.