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 Guatemala and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Technova to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Tropical Tobacco,
Clear Light,
Bobby Womack,
Gang Starr,
Peter and Kerry,
Dave Gahan,
Grey Daturas,
Joe Finger,
Oneida,
The Golliwogs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Selecter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yaz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Zeros,
Sound Behaviour,
Roxette,
David McCallum,
Toni Rubio,
Young Marble Giants,
Ossler,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rosa Yemen,
Bill Wells,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fuzztones,
Thompson Twins,
Erasure,
B.T. Express,
ABBA,
Jacob Miller,
Das Ding,
KRS-One,
Ponytail,
Au Pairs,
Archie Shepp,
Index,
The Names,
Mark Hollis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Massinfluence,
The Buckinghams,
Half Japanese,
Pussy Galore,
Soul II Soul,
ABC,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dirtbombs,
Soft Machine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boz Scaggs,
Warsaw,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fire Engines,
Accadde A,
Sällskapet,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.