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 Turkey and from Taipei.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Joe Finger 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Visage,
Scott Walker,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
F. McDonald,
Black Flag,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eddi Front,
Scrapy,
Lucky Dragons,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nas,
Radio Birdman,
Oneida,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Harry Pussy,
Cybotron,
Boz Scaggs,
Negative Approach,
Andrew Hill,
The Black Dice,
Funky Four + One,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gladiators,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sex Pistols,
Darondo,
The Neon Judgement,
DJ Sneak,
Gichy Dan,
A Certain Ratio,
Hasil Adkins,
Lalann,
The Golliwogs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Moss Icon,
the Sonics,
Robert Hood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New York Dolls,
T. Rex,
Aswad,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fortunes,
Unwound,
The Slackers,
Agitation Free,
Jesper Dahlback,
David Axelrod,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang Green,
Jeru the Damaja,
Stiv Bators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.