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 Iraq and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the techno 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Lower 48,
The Shadows of Knight,
Letta Mbulu,
Stetsasonic,
Bauhaus,
a-ha,
Duran Duran,
Banda Bassotti,
Newcleus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Moon,
Joey Negro,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bob Dylan,
Shoche,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Grass Roots,
Mission of Burma,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare,
10cc,
Leonard Cohen,
The Misunderstood,
JFA,
Fugazi,
Boz Scaggs,
the Germs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Yellowson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Smog,
Animal Collective,
Magazine,
Guru Guru,
The Techniques,
Metal Thangz,
Minor Threat,
Das Ding,
The Moody Blues,
Pantytec,
Ronan,
48th St. Collective,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Loose Ends,
The Cowsills,
Oneida,
Skriet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The New Christs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
D'Angelo,
Aaron Thompson,
Funkadelic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gun Club,
Pharoah Sanders,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.