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 Australia and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Slave to the grunge 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Amon Düül,
Monolake,
Shoche,
The Skatalites,
Tommy Roe,
Von Mondo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lakeside,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lower 48,
Tom Boy,
Lightning Bolt,
the Swans,
Maurizio,
The Associates,
Cal Tjader,
Crispian St. Peters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Moody Blues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gap Band,
Livin' Joy,
Liliput,
Janne Schatter,
The Cramps,
Technova,
Parry Music,
Rapeman,
Todd Rundgren,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Martian,
Silicon Teens,
The Music Machine,
The Searchers,
The Techniques,
Fad Gadget,
Derrick Morgan,
Lyres,
Moss Icon,
Eurythmics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nation of Ulysses,
X-Ray Spex,
The Monochrome Set,
Symarip,
Stereo Dub,
The Busters,
Jacob Miller,
Scientists,
The Beau Brummels,
Pere Ubu,
Joe Smooth,
Slick Rick,
The Flesh Eaters,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fire Engines,
the Association,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Easy Going,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.