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 Nicaragua and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare 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 Banda Bassotti to the punk 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
R.M.O.,
Marine Girls,
David McCallum,
PIL,
The Fortunes,
Chrome,
Hardrive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hot Snakes,
cv313,
Skriet,
Skarface,
Black Flag,
DJ Style,
Animal Collective,
The Move,
John Lydon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter and Kerry,
Soul II Soul,
Carl Craig,
The Index,
Warsaw,
The Neon Judgement,
Pagans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Zero Boys,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jandek,
The Smoke,
Bobby Byrd,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Pus,
The Toasters,
The Leaves,
the Bar-Kays,
Joe Smooth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Sneak,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Motions,
Minny Pops,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Country Teasers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
L. Decosne,
Nils Olav,
Joyce Sims,
June Days,
The Sonics,
Pole,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
Pharoah Sanders,
Underground Resistance,
Icehouse,
Ituana,
Bronski Beat,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.