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 Madagascar 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Buckinghams to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All The Residents 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Half Japanese,
Pole,
Glenn Branca,
Public Image Ltd.,
Trumans Water,
Ponytail,
Anakelly,
The United States of America,
Quantec,
E-Dancer,
Television,
Bush Tetras,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Parrish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Au Pairs,
Cymande,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Angels of Light,
The Human League,
Black Pus,
Silicon Teens,
Monks,
H. Thieme,
Gerry Rafferty,
David McCallum,
Spandau Ballet,
Hot Snakes,
The Wake,
The Monks,
Alice Coltrane,
Procol Harum,
Unrelated Segments,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mojo Men,
R.M.O.,
Minutemen,
Dark Day,
Television Personalities,
Tomorrow,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang of Four,
Joyce Sims,
Ossler,
Fugazi,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scan 7,
Jacob Miller,
The Real Kids,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eli Mardock,
Throbbing Gristle,
Visage,
Interpol,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roger Hodgson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rekid,
Hoover,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.