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 Antigua and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 UT to the funk 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Scientists,
MC5,
Adolescents,
Jacob Miller,
The Victims,
Eric Dolphy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donald Byrd,
8 Eyed Spy,
Godley & Creme,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Young Rascals,
Bush Tetras,
Minny Pops,
Panda Bear,
The Durutti Column,
Cal Tjader,
Cymande,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gong,
Sister Nancy,
Unrelated Segments,
FM Einheit,
John Foxx,
Lalann,
Magma,
The Blackbyrds,
Sällskapet,
Faust,
The Gap Band,
Derrick May,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Monks,
Fear,
Althea and Donna,
The Invisible,
The Detroit Cobras,
Thee Headcoats,
Sandy B,
The Busters,
Scrapy,
Sonic Youth,
The Doors,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soulsonic Force,
the Swans,
The Cramps,
Goldenarms,
Crooked Eye,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yaz,
Rekid,
The Smoke,
the Human League,
Ultra Naté,
Joe Smooth,
Desert Stars,
The Zeros,
the Slits,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aural Exciters,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.