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 Benin and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the crunk 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 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?
The Beau Brummels,
Chrome,
Surgeon,
Cameo,
Subhumans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cheater Slicks,
Inner City,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wire,
Eric B and Rakim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fuzztones,
Henry Cow,
Delta 5,
Stereo Dub,
Half Japanese,
Camberwell Now,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rosa Yemen,
Tres Demented,
Little Man,
Accadde A,
Ituana,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ken Boothe,
L. Decosne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
Chris & Cosey,
Moss Icon,
Adolescents,
The Doors,
Blossom Toes,
Easy Going,
Funky Four + One,
Tears for Fears,
Darondo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Quando Quango,
Warren Ellis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Simply Red,
Eve St. Jones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joe Finger,
The Raincoats,
Rod Modell,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Pretty Things,
The Stooges,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faust,
the Normal,
Radiopuhelimet,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.