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 Qatar and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin 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 Terrestrial Tones to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Loose Ends,
Eli Mardock,
Robert Hood,
Lightning Bolt,
KRS-One,
Ossler,
The Young Rascals,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Human League,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eric Copeland,
Essential Logic,
The Fire Engines,
Danielle Patucci,
Faraquet,
The Raincoats,
Flipper,
cv313,
The American Breed,
Thompson Twins,
Soft Cell,
The Toasters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Depeche Mode,
The Busters,
Kaleidoscope,
Andrew Hill,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fad Gadget,
Sex Pistols,
Y Pants,
Black Moon,
Saccharine Trust,
Amazonics,
The Searchers,
Judy Mowatt,
The Walker Brothers,
The Wake,
Sarah Menescal,
Marc Almond,
Ken Boothe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Animal Collective,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chris Corsano,
Das Ding,
Whodini,
Bill Wells,
Intrusion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Christie,
B.T. Express,
Archie Shepp,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.