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 Angola and from Beijing.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Stooges to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
T. Rex,
Bluetip,
Avey Tare,
Mad Mike,
Dark Day,
The Mummies,
Talk Talk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
The Sound,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aaron Thompson,
Tears for Fears,
Franke,
Siglo XX,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Patti Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Doors,
Marc Almond,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Stooges,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
World's Most,
The Moody Blues,
Juan Atkins,
Erykah Badu,
Scan 7,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Q and Not U,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Eric Copeland,
Eric Dolphy,
Anakelly,
Yazoo,
Hashim,
The Mojo Men,
The Move,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Swans,
Popol Vuh,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Angels of Light,
Essential Logic,
Moby Grape,
Niagra,
The Skatalites,
Spoonie Gee,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
EPMD,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T.S.O.L.,
FM Einheit,
Wings,
Trumans Water,
The Wake,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.