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 Mauritius and from Madrid.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Marshall Jefferson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Accadde A,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Outsiders,
The Wake,
The Buckinghams,
MC5,
Howard Jones,
Kenny Larkin,
The Monks,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultra Naté,
Lucky Dragons,
James Chance & The Contortions,
JFA,
Lakeside,
Boz Scaggs,
Pole,
E-Dancer,
Warsaw,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cymande,
The Divine Comedy,
June Days,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Knickerbockers,
the Slits,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deadbeat,
Brick,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tom Boy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun City Girls,
The Evens,
Cluster,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wally Richardson,
A Certain Ratio,
Lyres,
Faust,
Ultimate Spinach,
Danielle Patucci,
Eurythmics,
Circle Jerks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Morten Harket,
ABBA,
Charles Mingus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
MDC,
Amon Düül,
The Fortunes,
China Crisis,
The Beau Brummels,
Hasil Adkins,
Motorama,
Thee Headcoats,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.