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 Moldova and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Tremeloes 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pylon,
The Walker Brothers,
Vladislav Delay,
Steve Hackett,
Colin Newman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
World's Most,
Country Joe & The Fish,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Mills,
Fluxion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Surgeon,
The Litter,
Sixth Finger,
Dead Boys,
Jandek,
48th St. Collective,
D'Angelo,
The Pretty Things,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Christie,
The Slackers,
Bang On A Can,
Scan 7,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
cv313,
Todd Rundgren,
Maleditus Sound,
The Skatalites,
The Moody Blues,
K-Klass,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
Chris Corsano,
The Cure,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Davy DMX,
Khruangbin,
Susan Cadogan,
The Misunderstood,
Drexciya,
Rapeman,
Gang Starr,
This Heat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marmalade,
Patti Smith,
Carl Craig,
the Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
The Victims,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Quantec,
UT,
Howard Jones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.