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 Sudan and from Paris.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Can to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Rod Modell,
Circle Jerks,
Newcleus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Goldenarms,
DJ Style,
Lyres,
Howard Jones,
Second Layer,
JFA,
Faraquet,
Angry Samoans,
DJ Sneak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
New York Dolls,
The Birthday Party,
Eli Mardock,
The Gun Club,
The Golliwogs,
The Smoke,
Sonic Youth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Divine Comedy,
Al Stewart,
Rotary Connection,
Hashim,
The Moleskins,
Amazonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fugazi,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
Drexciya,
Moss Icon,
Todd Terry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
kango's stein massive,
Alphaville,
Nas,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Pretty Things,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Stooges,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Buzzcocks,
Blancmange,
Chris & Cosey,
Index,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dirtbombs,
Robert Görl,
Sun City Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Order,
In Retrospect,
Pierre Henry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.