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 Egypt and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Lou Reed 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 Gun Club to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smiths,
Jacques Brel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sister Nancy,
Mission of Burma,
Tim Buckley,
Curtis Mayfield,
Albert Ayler,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
T.S.O.L.,
Little Man,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pantaleimon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tres Demented,
Man Eating Sloth,
Loose Ends,
Sonic Youth,
Hot Snakes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eurythmics,
Interpol,
The Modern Lovers,
Slave,
The Young Rascals,
The Durutti Column,
The Selecter,
Harpers Bizarre,
Silicon Teens,
The Skatalites,
Piero Umiliani,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
the Association,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kurtis Blow,
New York Dolls,
Hoover,
Japan,
Television Personalities,
Soft Machine,
The Walker Brothers,
Gichy Dan,
Dave Gahan,
Yazoo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultravox,
The Cure,
Junior Murvin,
Can,
cv313,
B.T. Express,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Slits,
Rapeman,
The Tremeloes,
Amazonics,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.