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 Brazil and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cluster to the rap 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Saints 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 techno 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Section 25,
Con Funk Shun,
Lucky Dragons,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
New Order,
Vladislav Delay,
Simply Red,
David McCallum,
Q and Not U,
Niagra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Magma,
Interpol,
Gichy Dan,
Whodini,
the Association,
Rod Modell,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantaleimon,
The Doors,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Infiniti,
Nirvana,
Gang of Four,
The Slackers,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
Zero Boys,
Erasure,
Motorama,
Liliput,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lakeside,
Bill Near,
Surgeon,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Toasters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fall,
Public Enemy,
Malaria!,
Wolf Eyes,
Skaos,
Animal Collective,
June Days,
ABBA,
Arthur Verocai,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kerrie Biddell,
Technova,
Franke,
X-102,
Suicide,
Stockholm Monsters,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.