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 Belize and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rosa Yemen 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
D'Angelo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tears for Fears,
Ronan,
Pantytec,
Infiniti,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bluetip,
Bill Wells,
Main Source,
Kas Product,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marcia Griffiths,
A Flock of Seagulls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Chris Corsano,
Cheater Slicks,
Bad Manners,
Ken Boothe,
The Young Rascals,
Swans,
The Electric Prunes,
Duran Duran,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Malaria!,
Soft Machine,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Alton Ellis,
Parry Music,
Kaleidoscope,
Technova,
World's Most,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brick,
The Blackbyrds,
The Stooges,
The Sound,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Loose Ends,
Rufus Thomas,
Altered Images,
Dead Boys,
Crispian St. Peters,
June of 44,
Depeche Mode,
Marine Girls,
Scientists,
Mad Mike,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gladiators,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Pus,
Accadde A,
T.S.O.L.,
Eden Ahbez,
Sight & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Livin' Joy,
Sister Nancy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marvin Gaye,
Kurtis Blow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.