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 Cameroon and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ornette Coleman 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
FM Einheit,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arab on Radar,
Josef K,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nick Fraelich,
Ten City,
Mantronix,
Stereo Dub,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Drexciya,
Ken Boothe,
Godley & Creme,
Angry Samoans,
ABBA,
James White and The Blacks,
Faust,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pylon,
Swell Maps,
Procol Harum,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Albert Ayler,
The Victims,
The Human League,
Fugazi,
Camberwell Now,
Make Up,
The Moody Blues,
Mad Mike,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reagan Youth,
the Normal,
Toni Rubio,
Radio Birdman,
Nas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Iggy Pop,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brand Nubian,
Suburban Knight,
Arcadia,
Surgeon,
Shuggie Otis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lucky Dragons,
Gong,
Darondo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
The Cowsills,
Gabor Szabo,
Sparks,
Outsiders,
Ituana,
David Axelrod,
DJ Style,
Bang On A Can,
Lou Reed,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.