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 Philippines and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Association to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Excepter,
Todd Terry,
ABBA,
Pylon,
The Knickerbockers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tommy Roe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Blackbyrds,
Drexciya,
kango's stein massive,
Maleditus Sound,
Kayak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
In Retrospect,
Delta 5,
Matthew Halsall,
Television Personalities,
a-ha,
Glambeats Corp.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Unwound,
The Index,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
Half Japanese,
Roger Hodgson,
Colin Newman,
Skaos,
Stetsasonic,
The Busters,
Shuggie Otis,
Rotary Connection,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
June of 44,
Aaron Thompson,
Joe Finger,
The Evens,
The Neon Judgement,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Q and Not U,
Brothers Johnson,
Alice Coltrane,
Supertramp,
Nick Fraelich,
Bush Tetras,
Pulsallama,
The Fire Engines,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin,
Byron Stingily,
Symarip,
Dual Sessions,
the Swans,
The Remains,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.