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 Greece and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer 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 The Star Department 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Reagan Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultra Naté,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mr. Review,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Holt,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Trojans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott Heron,
Essential Logic,
Iggy Pop,
The Saints,
Porter Ricks,
Motorama,
8 Eyed Spy,
a-ha,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Sonics,
Kaleidoscope,
AZ,
Piero Umiliani,
June of 44,
Arthur Verocai,
Dawn Penn,
The Fuzztones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Amon Düül II,
Black Pus,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Divine Comedy,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Martian,
Gichy Dan,
Carl Craig,
Tim Buckley,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dark Day,
Public Enemy,
Kenny Larkin,
Reuben Wilson,
Marvin Gaye,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Starr,
Tropical Tobacco,
Max Romeo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Half Japanese,
Quando Quango,
Blossom Toes,
Ludus,
Scion,
Goldenarms,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.