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 Chile and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Alarm Clocks to the rock 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Vainqueur,
Babytalk,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Graham Central Station,
The Sound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Monolake,
kango's stein massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Connie Case,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
PIL,
Bronski Beat,
JFA,
Pole,
Peter and Kerry,
A Certain Ratio,
Rotary Connection,
The Slits,
Davy DMX,
Fear,
Rod Modell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Faust,
Man Parrish,
Hasil Adkins,
Interpol,
ABBA,
Easy Going,
Nico,
Henry Cow,
Deepchord,
Eric Dolphy,
Au Pairs,
Schoolly D,
Rosa Yemen,
David McCallum,
Warsaw,
The Happenings,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sällskapet,
Circle Jerks,
Echospace,
Von Mondo,
Ice-T,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Intrusion,
Lou Christie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young,
Delon & Dalcan,
June of 44,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pierre Henry,
Buzzcocks,
ABC,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gories,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.