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 Peru and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aaron Thompson to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fire Engines,
The Beau Brummels,
Cluster,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nirvana,
The Electric Prunes,
Masters at Work,
The Angels of Light,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mr. Review,
Nils Olav,
Scan 7,
Monks,
Glenn Branca,
Spoonie Gee,
Albert Ayler,
Altered Images,
Maurizio,
Circle Jerks,
Sandy B,
James White and The Blacks,
Ronnie Foster,
Stetsasonic,
The Gladiators,
Sixth Finger,
Dave Gahan,
Magazine,
Sam Rivers,
Index,
Aloha Tigers,
Blossom Toes,
Essential Logic,
Mad Mike,
Ten City,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barry Ungar,
Quadrant,
Todd Terry,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
CMW,
Pierre Henry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Residents,
Saccharine Trust,
ABBA,
The Dave Clark Five,
ABC,
Robert Hood,
Joy Division,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minutemen,
KRS-One,
World's Most,
Harry Pussy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camberwell Now,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Selecter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.