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 Saudi Arabia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
One Last Wish,
The Sound,
The Saints,
Ossler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boz Scaggs,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fire Engines,
The Smiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roger Hodgson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Talk Talk,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bad Manners,
Little Man,
Cluster,
U.S. Maple,
the Slits,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
PIL,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Buzzcocks,
Kayak,
The Five Americans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Oblivians,
Delta 5,
Wire,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
EPMD,
Unrelated Segments,
kango's stein massive,
Sarah Menescal,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Lydon,
Patti Smith,
The Fugs,
Mo-Dettes,
Japan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monolake,
the Germs,
OOIOO,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Althea and Donna,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
In Retrospect,
Lyres,
Black Flag,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.