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 Peru and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Amon Düül II to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Iggy Pop,
Visage,
CMW,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Avey Tare,
The Barracudas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Boogie Down Productions,
FM Einheit,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Doors,
Drexciya,
The Pop Group,
Harry Pussy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Can,
Scratch Acid,
The Trojans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Spandau Ballet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Monks,
David McCallum,
Crash Course in Science,
Brick,
Donald Byrd,
Mantronix,
Lyres,
The Cure,
The Black Dice,
Letta Mbulu,
Stereo Dub,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Inner City,
The J.B.'s,
Guru Guru,
The Fall,
Roger Hodgson,
Infiniti,
Duran Duran,
Mr. Review,
Al Stewart,
Second Layer,
The Saints,
Slick Rick,
The Cramps,
Japan,
The Birthday Party,
John Holt,
a-ha,
kango's stein massive,
The Mummies,
Marvin Gaye,
Interpol,
Q65,
Flash Fearless,
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.