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 Luxembourg and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 organ 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 Thee Headcoats to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
K-Klass,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare,
48th St. Collective,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Teasers,
The Cramps,
Fugazi,
Josef K,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Suicide,
Warren Ellis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minor Threat,
Alison Limerick,
Flash Fearless,
Fatback Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bluetip,
The Moody Blues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crime,
Eden Ahbez,
Nick Fraelich,
Audionom,
Deakin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fear,
Reuben Wilson,
AZ,
Byron Stingily,
The Blackbyrds,
Yusef Lateef,
Maurizio,
Bobby Byrd,
Juan Atkins,
Scratch Acid,
The Human League,
The Smoke,
Radiohead,
Lightning Bolt,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Searchers,
Livin' Joy,
Rakim,
Jeff Lynne,
Cybotron,
the Normal,
FM Einheit,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dead C,
Robert Görl,
Camouflage,
Lower 48,
Accadde A,
Marvin Gaye,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.