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 Solomon Islands and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the electroclash 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Delta 5,
Los Fastidios,
the Swans,
The Sound,
The Move,
Electric Prunes,
Tubeway Army,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sonic Youth,
X-101,
Eli Mardock,
The Electric Prunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Danielle Patucci,
Shoche,
The Moody Blues,
Marine Girls,
Popol Vuh,
The Monochrome Set,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Donny Hathaway,
Malaria!,
Archie Shepp,
Mission of Burma,
Barclay James Harvest,
EPMD,
Marc Almond,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yellowson,
Mars,
Black Sheep,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gang Green,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Audionom,
Ultravox,
Fad Gadget,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cowsills,
Altered Images,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Standells,
The Fall,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Faust,
Judy Mowatt,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Metal Thangz,
Fear,
Janne Schatter,
The Mojo Men,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gichy Dan,
ABC,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.