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 Chile and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ 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 Wolf Eyes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Slick Rick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yazoo,
Mo-Dettes,
Magazine,
Procol Harum,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sandy B,
Pantytec,
The Busters,
Mark Hollis,
The Slackers,
Blancmange,
Jandek,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rod Modell,
Fela Kuti,
The Detroit Cobras,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moby Grape,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ronan,
Andrew Hill,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cure,
the Normal,
Fluxion,
Sparks,
Derrick May,
JFA,
Metal Thangz,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-101,
Brass Construction,
La Düsseldorf,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Mills,
Shuggie Otis,
The Slits,
Bobby Sherman,
The Buckinghams,
Trumans Water,
Quantec,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Kinks,
The Trojans,
Tim Buckley,
Neil Young,
Grauzone,
The Doors,
Kerri Chandler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tommy Roe,
The Sound,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.