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 Djibouti and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 The Standells to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lakeside,
the Bar-Kays,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dave Gahan,
Barbara Tucker,
Danielle Patucci,
Babytalk,
Mantronix,
the Association,
Warren Ellis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Pus,
Dawn Penn,
Barry Ungar,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mummies,
Roger Hodgson,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Television,
Dark Day,
Roxette,
The Velvet Underground,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sarah Menescal,
Spandau Ballet,
Todd Rundgren,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Index,
Traffic Nightmare,
Make Up,
Erasure,
Pussy Galore,
Fela Kuti,
Joensuu 1685,
kango's stein massive,
The Birthday Party,
Barrington Levy,
The Last Poets,
Aswad,
Los Fastidios,
Radio Birdman,
Talk Talk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kas Product,
Spoonie Gee,
Sonic Youth,
The Victims,
Skarface,
La Düsseldorf,
Sällskapet,
Slave,
June of 44,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sound Behaviour,
Royal Trux,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.