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 Nigeria and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 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 Nico to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can 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?
Minutemen,
The Star Department,
Interpol,
Qualms,
Suburban Knight,
Alton Ellis,
The Moody Blues,
The Stooges,
the Germs,
Althea and Donna,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cramps,
Minny Pops,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scientists,
Dave Gahan,
The Searchers,
Moss Icon,
Skaos,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Suicide,
Piero Umiliani,
X-102,
Amon Düül,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Flipper,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nils Olav,
Rod Modell,
Tres Demented,
The Seeds,
The Birthday Party,
Ice-T,
Deadbeat,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chrome,
Barrington Levy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alison Limerick,
the Soft Cell,
Bill Near,
Brick,
Tomorrow,
Visage,
Magazine,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deepchord,
Agitation Free,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Surgeon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
cv313,
Brass Construction,
Bush Tetras,
Rites of Spring,
Monolake,
Rakim,
kango's stein massive,
Gichy Dan,
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.