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 Kosovo and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Banda Bassotti to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Sheep,
Neu!,
Japan,
Das Ding,
Marvin Gaye,
Tears for Fears,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mantronix,
Panda Bear,
The Velvet Underground,
Ronnie Foster,
Barbara Tucker,
Swell Maps,
Tropical Tobacco,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Foxx,
Con Funk Shun,
ABBA,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bill Near,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
LL Cool J,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bauhaus,
Porter Ricks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tommy Roe,
Sight & Sound,
Pylon,
The Dead C,
Bobby Sherman,
Dennis Brown,
Popol Vuh,
Susan Cadogan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Detroit Cobras,
June of 44,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gap Band,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cowsills,
Organ,
Graham Central Station,
Gang Green,
The Offenders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Blackbyrds,
Janne Schatter,
Make Up,
Rotary Connection,
Thompson Twins,
OOIOO,
the Human League,
Blancmange,
Oneida,
Fear,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.