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 Malawi and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Joe Finger to the rap 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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
The Mojo Men,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter & Gordon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nils Olav,
The Buckinghams,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joey Negro,
New Age Steppers,
The Stooges,
Pylon,
The Monks,
Jawbox,
Von Mondo,
Gabor Szabo,
Fad Gadget,
the Germs,
The Names,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Japan,
Main Source,
Kas Product,
The Star Department,
The Velvet Underground,
The Doors,
The Fuzztones,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The United States of America,
Ossler,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mr. Review,
Lightning Bolt,
Eden Ahbez,
Severed Heads,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aural Exciters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Magazine,
Terrestrial Tones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Young Rascals,
Maleditus Sound,
Skriet,
Procol Harum,
Metal Thangz,
The Remains,
Sarah Menescal,
Bill Near,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Shoche,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Moleskins,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.