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 Kenya and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Sarah Menescal 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Warsaw,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pierre Henry,
Godley & Creme,
Sam Rivers,
KRS-One,
Marmalade,
Rosa Yemen,
Robert Görl,
The Cure,
Minor Threat,
Theoretical Girls,
Boredoms,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Vladislav Delay,
Scion,
The Seeds,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Real Kids,
The Stooges,
Donald Byrd,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
Smog,
Cybotron,
New Order,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bill Near,
Slick Rick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cameo,
Crime,
The Fall,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mandrill,
Sugar Minott,
The Saints,
Gregory Isaacs,
Von Mondo,
Brick,
Dark Day,
Scratch Acid,
Adolescents,
Gang of Four,
Au Pairs,
The Black Dice,
Isaac Hayes,
Alison Limerick,
Supertramp,
Deepchord,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eurythmics,
Mark Hollis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Connie Case,
Mr. Review,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.