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 Lebanon and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Ronan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Cal Tjader,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Laurel Aitken,
Los Fastidios,
Moss Icon,
Scientists,
Circle Jerks,
UT,
L. Decosne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
kango's stein massive,
Mars,
The Busters,
Sarah Menescal,
Max Romeo,
Young Marble Giants,
Mantronix,
The Offenders,
Oneida,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Quando Quango,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Star Department,
a-ha,
Symarip,
Nils Olav,
The Associates,
Eli Mardock,
Susan Cadogan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Massinfluence,
Ultimate Spinach,
Al Stewart,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Janne Schatter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Absolute Body Control,
Kenny Larkin,
Buzzcocks,
Sparks,
Faraquet,
MC5,
The Victims,
The Techniques,
The Smoke,
These Immortal Souls,
Whodini,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skaos,
Zero Boys,
The Fuzztones,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.