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 Belize and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 K-Klass to the jazz 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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Chrome,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crispy Ambulance,
Harry Pussy,
Ituana,
The Gap Band,
Marine Girls,
Swans,
The Leaves,
Leonard Cohen,
Sight & Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Sixth Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Nirvana,
Patti Smith,
Albert Ayler,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marshall Jefferson,
Simply Red,
the Association,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Youth Brigade,
Negative Approach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Slits,
The Fortunes,
Rotary Connection,
Pere Ubu,
Sister Nancy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kas Product,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nas,
Tim Buckley,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Livin' Joy,
Half Japanese,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
ABBA,
La Düsseldorf,
The Dead C,
Desert Stars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dead Boys,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
OOIOO,
Kayak,
June of 44,
the Swans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ossler,
Don Cherry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Iggy Pop,
Vladislav Delay,
Wire,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.