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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Shanghai and Tehran.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 CMW to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Black Sheep,
Pantaleimon,
Maurizio,
Groovy Waters,
Fela Kuti,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Babytalk,
Nirvana,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Warren Ellis,
La Düsseldorf,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vainqueur,
Rekid,
The Mummies,
Glenn Branca,
Barry Ungar,
John Lydon,
Sister Nancy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Harmonia,
Gang Green,
Terrestrial Tones,
Arab on Radar,
Todd Terry,
Chris & Cosey,
Deepchord,
Peter and Kerry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Suicide,
Icehouse,
Mars,
The Red Krayola,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Christie,
E-Dancer,
Sonic Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fat Boys,
Jandek,
ABC,
Ronnie Foster,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Neon Judgement,
Little Man,
The Saints,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Magma,
Letta Mbulu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mission of Burma,
EPMD,
Pole,
T.S.O.L.,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.