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 Estonia and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rhythm & Sound to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Rotary Connection,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
Judy Mowatt,
Archie Shepp,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bad Manners,
Ornette Coleman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Delta 5,
Faust,
Visage,
Sight & Sound,
David McCallum,
New Order,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The American Breed,
Terry Callier,
Wire,
Bluetip,
Brothers Johnson,
John Coltrane,
Fatback Band,
Swans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
Underground Resistance,
Jesper Dahlback,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anakelly,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bill Near,
The Knickerbockers,
Boz Scaggs,
The Blackbyrds,
Barry Ungar,
The Remains,
Black Sheep,
Skaos,
Subhumans,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rapeman,
OOIOO,
Tommy Roe,
Flash Fearless,
Pussy Galore,
Nirvana,
John Foxx,
Dead Boys,
Infiniti,
Buzzcocks,
Funky Four + One,
Sparks,
Second Layer,
Pylon,
The Motions,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.