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 Benin and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 the Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Al Stewart,
The Martian,
the Swans,
Sister Nancy,
Howard Jones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Underground Resistance,
The Residents,
Maurizio,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Babytalk,
The Monks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Zeros,
Absolute Body Control,
Tears for Fears,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Simply Red,
Unwound,
The Red Krayola,
Goldenarms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sparks,
Marine Girls,
Sugar Minott,
Q65,
The Cramps,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pylon,
The Moleskins,
B.T. Express,
ABC,
Piero Umiliani,
Altered Images,
Flipper,
Rekid,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jerry Gold Smith,
E-Dancer,
Ultravox,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jerry's Kids,
Lee Hazlewood,
Royal Trux,
Wasted Youth,
Blossom Toes,
Godley & Creme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Human League,
Basic Channel,
Quadrant,
Kas Product,
The Associates,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.