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 Canada and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Neu! to the funk 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ice-T,
Sam Rivers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Five Americans,
Cybotron,
Zero Boys,
Rod Modell,
Subhumans,
Scrapy,
Newcleus,
Soul II Soul,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
AZ,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Red Krayola,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joy Division,
June of 44,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Leaves,
Toni Rubio,
Althea and Donna,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Christie,
LL Cool J,
Mark Hollis,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
Wire,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeff Mills,
Barry Ungar,
Black Sheep,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
June Days,
The Star Department,
Infiniti,
Maleditus Sound,
Glenn Branca,
Eddi Front,
T. Rex,
Leonard Cohen,
Pet Shop Boys,
MC5,
Letta Mbulu,
48th St. Collective,
Inner City,
Reuben Wilson,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Monks,
Y Pants,
Hot Snakes,
Mr. Review,
Lalann,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.