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 Slovenia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grime 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nik Kershaw,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Mummies,
Amon Düül II,
Ten City,
the Swans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Durutti Column,
Liliput,
Popol Vuh,
Sound Behaviour,
Sparks,
Clear Light,
Unwound,
Technova,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Motions,
H. Thieme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Swell Maps,
10cc,
Pole,
Drive Like Jehu,
June Days,
Slave,
Rites of Spring,
Hasil Adkins,
The Velvet Underground,
Loose Ends,
Nick Fraelich,
Tim Buckley,
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kas Product,
DNA,
Dead Boys,
Gong,
Graham Central Station,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gun Club,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Parry Music,
The Moleskins,
Barrington Levy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stiv Bators,
Sam Rivers,
Ossler,
Con Funk Shun,
Robert Görl,
Alison Limerick,
Anakelly,
the Slits,
Blancmange,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pierre Henry,
Connie Case,
Pylon,
The United States of America,
Deadbeat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.