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 Haiti and from Houston.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Au Pairs to the rap 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Procol Harum,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Byrd,
Howard Jones,
Mars,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
K-Klass,
Swell Maps,
Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Funky Four + One,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Loose Ends,
Can,
kango's stein massive,
Mr. Review,
Byron Stingily,
Bang On A Can,
Ultimate Spinach,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kas Product,
Aswad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hoover,
Livin' Joy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
James White and The Blacks,
Cecil Taylor,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gladiators,
Stetsasonic,
The Residents,
The Slits,
Siglo XX,
Section 25,
Wolf Eyes,
Wally Richardson,
Barbara Tucker,
Subhumans,
Second Layer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joyce Sims,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blake Baxter,
the Sonics,
The Busters,
New York Dolls,
The Last Poets,
Davy DMX,
The Saints,
AZ,
MC5,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Evens,
The Vogues,
Girls At Our Best!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liliput,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.