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 Andorra and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the techno 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Eden Ahbez,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Faust,
Harmonia,
Negative Approach,
Stockholm Monsters,
Freddie Wadling,
The Blues Magoos,
Kayak,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deadbeat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Funky Four + One,
Grey Daturas,
Sister Nancy,
New Order,
The Wake,
Dave Gahan,
The Zeros,
Piero Umiliani,
Gabor Szabo,
Howard Jones,
Yazoo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Graham Central Station,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gories,
Bobby Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pretty Things,
Mad Mike,
Suicide,
Q65,
In Retrospect,
Au Pairs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
A Certain Ratio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grauzone,
Josef K,
The Happenings,
Aswad,
Leonard Cohen,
Niagra,
Fluxion,
Sparks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Evens,
Little Man,
Spoonie Gee,
The Walker Brothers,
Main Source,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Basic Channel,
Tim Buckley,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.