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 Senegal and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Slits 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bauhaus,
Trumans Water,
Lucky Dragons,
The Star Department,
Suicide,
Spoonie Gee,
Minor Threat,
Magma,
Grey Daturas,
Quantec,
Siglo XX,
Fat Boys,
Essential Logic,
Blossom Toes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jacques Brel,
Erasure,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sun City Girls,
Drexciya,
Bronski Beat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New Age Steppers,
Gong,
Girls At Our Best!,
UT,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moss Icon,
Bob Dylan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Frankie Knuckles,
Derrick May,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mad Mike,
Ohio Players,
Inner City,
The Gun Club,
Juan Atkins,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Graham Central Station,
U.S. Maple,
John Cale,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joe Finger,
Janne Schatter,
Chris Corsano,
Soulsonic Force,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy Collins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Theoretical Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Altered Images,
the Fania All-Stars,
Heaven 17,
Hardrive,
Liliput,
Hashim,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.