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 Liechtenstein and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Flamin' Groovies to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Pop Group,
Unrelated Segments,
The Count Five,
Urselle,
Joe Smooth,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Japan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Toni Rubio,
Arab on Radar,
Black Moon,
Marmalade,
Jeff Lynne,
Andrew Hill,
New Age Steppers,
Soft Machine,
Cluster,
Liliput,
OOIOO,
Patti Smith,
Scratch Acid,
The Blackbyrds,
Boredoms,
Bill Near,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
EPMD,
Harry Pussy,
Siglo XX,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hashim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dead C,
Ralphi Rosario,
MC5,
Juan Atkins,
Blake Baxter,
Intrusion,
Nik Kershaw,
The Names,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Circle Jerks,
Wings,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Robert Wyatt,
Lakeside,
Sound Behaviour,
The Misunderstood,
Neu!,
Chrome,
Amazonics,
Massinfluence,
Model 500,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.