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 Brazil and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Germs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Last Poets record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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 Age Steppers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Zapp,
Theoretical Girls,
The Gories,
The Martian,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Inner City,
Nick Fraelich,
Lucky Dragons,
Tubeway Army,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Harmonia,
Ultra Naté,
Radiopuhelimet,
Smog,
Sarah Menescal,
The Stooges,
EPMD,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Los Fastidios,
Country Teasers,
Symarip,
Altered Images,
a-ha,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vladislav Delay,
Depeche Mode,
Yazoo,
The Fall,
Organ,
Byron Stingily,
The Sound,
Ten City,
Reagan Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cameo,
Eli Mardock,
Josef K,
Neu!,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gun Club,
Shoche,
The Knickerbockers,
Circle Jerks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sister Nancy,
Ultimate Spinach,
F. McDonald,
The Detroit Cobras,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Godley & Creme,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barry Ungar,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.