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 Luxembourg and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the crunk 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Ludus,
Peter & Gordon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Buzzcocks,
The Moleskins,
Patti Smith,
Drexciya,
Wire,
E-Dancer,
Robert Görl,
Rod Modell,
The Motions,
Rites of Spring,
FM Einheit,
Faust,
Second Layer,
The Neon Judgement,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Certain Ratio,
the Association,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mr. Review,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kerri Chandler,
The Human League,
Marmalade,
Metal Thangz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anthony Braxton,
Joensuu 1685,
Subhumans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Echospace,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pet Shop Boys,
These Immortal Souls,
Jacques Brel,
Funky Four + One,
Bush Tetras,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Sound,
The Trojans,
Quando Quango,
The American Breed,
Wasted Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chris & Cosey,
Maurizio,
Erykah Badu,
Mad Mike,
Sex Pistols,
The Fugs,
Pantytec,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.