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 Togo 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nation of Ulysses to the electroclash 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Minutemen,
Dennis Brown,
Loose Ends,
Wire,
Grey Daturas,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ponytail,
Gong,
PIL,
DJ Sneak,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Angels of Light,
Sarah Menescal,
Robert Hood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Banda Bassotti,
the Normal,
Mission of Burma,
FM Einheit,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Infiniti,
E-Dancer,
Black Pus,
Porter Ricks,
Cheater Slicks,
The Barracudas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glenn Branca,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lalo Schifrin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Zero Boys,
Arab on Radar,
Yusef Lateef,
Urselle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dave Gahan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Au Pairs,
Talk Talk,
Con Funk Shun,
Inner City,
David Bowie,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slits,
Basic Channel,
Electric Prunes,
Peter & Gordon,
Rotary Connection,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Mills,
China Crisis,
Yaz,
Derrick Morgan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Panda Bear,
X-102,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.