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 Mozambique and from London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 MC5 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
X-Ray Spex,
Parry Music,
Sun City Girls,
The Trojans,
Saccharine Trust,
The Moleskins,
The Golliwogs,
Negative Approach,
Q65,
The Invisible,
Circle Jerks,
Pierre Henry,
The Evens,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marc Almond,
The Martian,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yellowson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Deepchord,
The Move,
U.S. Maple,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Masters at Work,
Average White Band,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doors,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amon Düül II,
Bad Manners,
Shuggie Otis,
Grey Daturas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wings,
Lyres,
Robert Hood,
The Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Fear,
Sarah Menescal,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Style,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
ABBA,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blackbyrds,
The Remains,
Quando Quango,
Godley & Creme,
Das Ding,
Skaos,
Trumans Water,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jacques Brel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Buckinghams,
cv313,
Juan Atkins,
AZ,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.