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 Korea South and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skriet to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flipper,
Black Flag,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Crash Course in Science,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Banda Bassotti,
Cybotron,
Hashim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
James White and The Blacks,
Masters at Work,
Throbbing Gristle,
La Düsseldorf,
Derrick May,
Rosa Yemen,
Underground Resistance,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kool Moe Dee,
U.S. Maple,
Organ,
E-Dancer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Dead Boys,
Carl Craig,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Intrusion,
Barry Ungar,
JFA,
Lindisfarne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Los Fastidios,
Ornette Coleman,
The Grass Roots,
Tom Boy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gong,
Liliput,
DJ Sneak,
Pylon,
Alison Limerick,
The Move,
Spoonie Gee,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eden Ahbez,
Pagans,
The Offenders,
Mo-Dettes,
Lucky Dragons,
Nas,
Excepter,
Scrapy,
The Saints,
The Busters,
Urselle,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Danielle Patucci,
Arcadia,
Young Marble Giants,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.