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 Maldives and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Oneida to the techno 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Juan Atkins,
Sister Nancy,
Alison Limerick,
Alice Coltrane,
Kaleidoscope,
The Toasters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
June Days,
The Seeds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
La Düsseldorf,
Lightning Bolt,
The Busters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soft Cell,
Icehouse,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fortunes,
Theoretical Girls,
Terry Callier,
the Slits,
U.S. Maple,
Stetsasonic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Saints,
Amazonics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Organ,
Prince Buster,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tomorrow,
the Soft Cell,
Agent Orange,
Faust,
Moby Grape,
The Monks,
Jeff Mills,
The Happenings,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül II,
Sällskapet,
Alphaville,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Byrd,
Fad Gadget,
Oneida,
Pierre Henry,
The Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yazoo,
Carl Craig,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.