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 Maldives and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
The Dead C,
The Beau Brummels,
Pole,
Sex Pistols,
Vainqueur,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rotary Connection,
La Düsseldorf,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Skatalites,
The Seeds,
David McCallum,
Albert Ayler,
Hashim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Trumans Water,
Eric Copeland,
The Monochrome Set,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Reagan Youth,
Eden Ahbez,
The Evens,
The Doobie Brothers,
Stiv Bators,
Popol Vuh,
Youth Brigade,
Kenny Larkin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Sherman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Slackers,
Joe Finger,
The Techniques,
Desert Stars,
Malaria!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Can,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dark Day,
Public Enemy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pere Ubu,
Max Romeo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Misunderstood,
Skriet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Arthur Verocai,
The Residents,
Fear,
Man Eating Sloth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker,
Au Pairs,
Gang Green,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.