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 Togo and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aloha Tigers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Ornette Coleman,
The Raincoats,
Tomorrow,
Whodini,
The Zeros,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fluxion,
Maurizio,
Agent Orange,
Q and Not U,
The Leaves,
Zero Boys,
Au Pairs,
World's Most,
Wire,
Circle Jerks,
The Gories,
the Sonics,
Aswad,
Scott Walker,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Susan Cadogan,
Outsiders,
Ossler,
Pantaleimon,
Eve St. Jones,
Brothers Johnson,
Livin' Joy,
Clear Light,
Juan Atkins,
The Wake,
Symarip,
Radio Birdman,
Chris Corsano,
B.T. Express,
Sonic Youth,
The Young Rascals,
Thee Headcoats,
The Invisible,
kango's stein massive,
Kool Moe Dee,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Desert Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
Essential Logic,
Wasted Youth,
Technova,
Schoolly D,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bauhaus,
Altered Images,
Stetsasonic,
The Busters,
D'Angelo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joy Division,
DJ Style,
Audionom,
Adolescents,
The Saints,
Deakin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.