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 Slovakia and from Lagos.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 The Dead C to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
David McCallum,
The Wake,
Cecil Taylor,
The Gories,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sex Pistols,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soft Cell,
Silicon Teens,
The Pop Group,
Ronnie Foster,
Blake Baxter,
Essential Logic,
Arthur Verocai,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Das Ding,
Moby Grape,
Basic Channel,
Easy Going,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Monolake,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Tremeloes,
Agent Orange,
10cc,
Delta 5,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Panda Bear,
Radio Birdman,
Flash Fearless,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris Corsano,
Massinfluence,
Slave,
Soulsonic Force,
Davy DMX,
Magma,
The Fall,
The Divine Comedy,
Masters at Work,
Marmalade,
New Order,
Gabor Szabo,
JFA,
Andrew Hill,
Underground Resistance,
The Pretty Things,
Metal Thangz,
Drexciya,
Glambeats Corp.,
LL Cool J,
Vainqueur,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tomorrow,
Leonard Cohen,
Lungfish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Swell Maps,
The Standells,
Harmonia,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.