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 Malaysia and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Ken Boothe to the jazz 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Harmonia,
AZ,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Skriet,
Outsiders,
Bill Near,
Pantytec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Byrd,
Scratch Acid,
Bronski Beat,
Todd Terry,
Hoover,
The Smoke,
The Martian,
Swell Maps,
The Offenders,
Roxette,
Parry Music,
La Düsseldorf,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fall,
MC5,
Peter & Gordon,
Brass Construction,
Joey Negro,
The Dead C,
Clear Light,
Desert Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grey Daturas,
48th St. Collective,
EPMD,
Darondo,
the Swans,
Kas Product,
The Toasters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Maurizio,
Alison Limerick,
Nirvana,
Ten City,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Teasers,
Subhumans,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pole,
Minor Threat,
Jacques Brel,
Ludus,
Lucky Dragons,
Youth Brigade,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Prunes,
Iggy Pop,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.