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 Ghana and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Grauzone to the rock 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
The American Breed,
Banda Bassotti,
X-101,
Roxy Music,
Sparks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Osbourne,
Reagan Youth,
Joey Negro,
Scion,
E-Dancer,
Pulsallama,
Youth Brigade,
Fat Boys,
Fatback Band,
Henry Cow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deadbeat,
Judy Mowatt,
Bill Near,
Circle Jerks,
Rod Modell,
Soul II Soul,
Rufus Thomas,
Glenn Branca,
Arab on Radar,
Los Fastidios,
Deepchord,
Niagra,
Tubeway Army,
The Smiths,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fluxion,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grauzone,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cowsills,
Parry Music,
This Heat,
Rakim,
Marine Girls,
The Black Dice,
Excepter,
Deakin,
Lyres,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brand Nubian,
Chrome,
Scan 7,
Flash Fearless,
The Toasters,
The Buckinghams,
Bronski Beat,
Nick Fraelich,
Warren Ellis,
Pantytec,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.