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 Bahrain and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro 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 The Evens to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Con Funk Shun,
Josef K,
Deepchord,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Tremeloes,
Peter & Gordon,
Anakelly,
The Index,
Bobby Byrd,
Steve Hackett,
The Skatalites,
Connie Case,
Soft Cell,
Donald Byrd,
The Velvet Underground,
Marine Girls,
The United States of America,
Silicon Teens,
The Victims,
Excepter,
Outsiders,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Babytalk,
The Fortunes,
Shoche,
James White and The Blacks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Delta 5,
The Gap Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Main Source,
Jacob Miller,
Pantaleimon,
The Blues Magoos,
The Wake,
Slave,
Ohio Players,
Can,
Joe Smooth,
The Grass Roots,
DJ Style,
Rakim,
Chris & Cosey,
Minny Pops,
Cymande,
Bluetip,
Sound Behaviour,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dirtbombs,
Traffic Nightmare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
KRS-One,
Fatback Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neil Young,
In Retrospect,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Slits,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.