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 Croatia and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Animal Collective to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Niagra,
Dave Gahan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alice Coltrane,
Technova,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Robert Hood,
T.S.O.L.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Barracudas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blake Baxter,
Black Moon,
Yaz,
Robert Görl,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Detroit Cobras,
Underground Resistance,
Barry Ungar,
Don Cherry,
Agitation Free,
David Bowie,
Duran Duran,
Porter Ricks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
OOIOO,
The Raincoats,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker,
The Skatalites,
The Doors,
Animal Collective,
Black Sheep,
The American Breed,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eden Ahbez,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
B.T. Express,
Clear Light,
New York Dolls,
Colin Newman,
Fela Kuti,
Boz Scaggs,
Minutemen,
Guru Guru,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fortunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Absolute Body Control,
ABC,
Sugar Minott,
Khruangbin,
The Dead C,
Country Teasers,
The Residents,
Trumans Water,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.