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 Germany and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ronan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Qualms,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jerry's Kids,
Eli Mardock,
The Vogues,
Kayak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mr. Review,
Crime,
Sight & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roy Ayers,
Whodini,
Camberwell Now,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Y Pants,
Ice-T,
Aloha Tigers,
Intrusion,
Charles Mingus,
Marvin Gaye,
Glenn Branca,
Scrapy,
Josef K,
Bush Tetras,
Scientists,
F. McDonald,
Bad Manners,
X-101,
Quantec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Das Ding,
Rites of Spring,
Ituana,
Gabor Szabo,
Little Man,
Bobby Womack,
Nik Kershaw,
Carl Craig,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Sound,
The Raincoats,
Isaac Hayes,
Delta 5,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy Collins,
Deepchord,
Swans,
Grey Daturas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aswad,
The Five Americans,
Black Sheep,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Slick Rick,
Black Moon,
The Angels of Light,
The Misunderstood,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.