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 Tunisia and from Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Robert Görl to the funk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
X-102,
Boredoms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Half Japanese,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Godley & Creme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tommy Roe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lucky Dragons,
Babytalk,
Fad Gadget,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sam Rivers,
Intrusion,
The Zeros,
Alphaville,
Erasure,
Cecil Taylor,
Colin Newman,
Shoche,
Grey Daturas,
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Archie Shepp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marmalade,
Saccharine Trust,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lou Christie,
Angry Samoans,
Massinfluence,
Terry Callier,
The Blackbyrds,
Crime,
R.M.O.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dave Gahan,
Heaven 17,
Interpol,
The Saints,
the Association,
Ronan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Zero Boys,
Pole,
Albert Ayler,
Groovy Waters,
X-Ray Spex,
Unwound,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.