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 Tanzania and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 David Bowie 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 Buckinghams to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rakim,
Quantec,
Fat Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
Swell Maps,
Todd Rundgren,
Moby Grape,
The Busters,
Guru Guru,
New Age Steppers,
Sonic Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
The Pop Group,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pet Shop Boys,
Anakelly,
Eden Ahbez,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
X-Ray Spex,
These Immortal Souls,
Severed Heads,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soul II Soul,
Con Funk Shun,
Pagans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Main Source,
The Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Ronan,
Judy Mowatt,
Sight & Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Pantaleimon,
Dual Sessions,
The Blackbyrds,
Jerry's Kids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Agitation Free,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultravox,
Max Romeo,
T.S.O.L.,
the Normal,
New Order,
FM Einheit,
Q and Not U,
Pantytec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The United States of America,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bill Wells,
Chris & Cosey,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Average White Band,
Eddi Front,
Yusef Lateef,
Sun City Girls,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.