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 Tanzania and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Arcadia to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Outsiders,
Y Pants,
Khruangbin,
Sister Nancy,
Unwound,
The Raincoats,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Magazine,
The Leaves,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Basic Channel,
E-Dancer,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blossom Toes,
Henry Cow,
X-101,
Siglo XX,
Grauzone,
Mary Jane Girls,
cv313,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sam Rivers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lucky Dragons,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Goldenarms,
Fela Kuti,
Big Daddy Kane,
Make Up,
Anthony Braxton,
Reagan Youth,
Barrington Levy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
T.S.O.L.,
Sandy B,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roxette,
The Searchers,
Radiohead,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New York Dolls,
The Electric Prunes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül,
Vainqueur,
Q and Not U,
Young Marble Giants,
Darondo,
Heaven 17,
the Germs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dawn Penn,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Bar-Kays,
Von Mondo,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Dead C,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.