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 Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Outsiders to the grunge 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Vladislav Delay,
Circle Jerks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Boz Scaggs,
Nik Kershaw,
Whodini,
Audionom,
Rod Modell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Monolake,
Wings,
The Dirtbombs,
Banda Bassotti,
Susan Cadogan,
Soul II Soul,
Khruangbin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
48th St. Collective,
Sixth Finger,
Bang On A Can,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Popol Vuh,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chris & Cosey,
Mary Jane Girls,
Von Mondo,
Ultra Naté,
Scion,
The Smiths,
Rotary Connection,
Au Pairs,
Chris Corsano,
Ossler,
Black Sheep,
The Barracudas,
Yaz,
Slave,
David Axelrod,
The Mojo Men,
Yellowson,
Easy Going,
Ponytail,
Skaos,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minnie Riperton,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
Radio Birdman,
Ultravox,
Roxy Music,
T.S.O.L.,
Warsaw,
Joe Finger,
The Zeros,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.