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 Norway and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Audionom to the rap 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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Star Department,
Soul Sonic Force,
Glenn Branca,
Yazoo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
OOIOO,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Slick Rick,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kurtis Blow,
Eurythmics,
FM Einheit,
La Düsseldorf,
MC5,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Terry,
Average White Band,
the Swans,
Kenny Larkin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angry Samoans,
Black Flag,
Junior Murvin,
Minnie Riperton,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jandek,
Godley & Creme,
The Black Dice,
Grey Daturas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Archie Shepp,
Agent Orange,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Sherman,
Pagans,
Quadrant,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rakim,
Funky Four + One,
Wolf Eyes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Walker Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Reuben Wilson,
Aloha Tigers,
B.T. Express,
Delta 5,
Soft Machine,
Kayak,
Symarip,
Newcleus,
Donald Byrd,
The Human League,
Visage,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.