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 Bulgaria and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cal Tjader to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Guru Guru,
Morten Harket,
Avey Tare,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lalann,
The Red Krayola,
The Birthday Party,
The Cure,
Eric Dolphy,
Aaron Thompson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Intrusion,
Subhumans,
Skaos,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cybotron,
The Selecter,
Moebius,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Pus,
The Martian,
Joe Finger,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marvin Gaye,
Bang On A Can,
Ossler,
Quando Quango,
Interpol,
Yellowson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joyce Sims,
Excepter,
Soulsonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Fat Boys,
Silicon Teens,
Rufus Thomas,
Stereo Dub,
Bob Dylan,
the Association,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dead Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
DNA,
Symarip,
OOIOO,
Ronan,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Order,
Essential Logic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nico,
Chris Corsano,
Fear,
Deepchord,
Echospace,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.