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 Portugal and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
The Doors,
Animal Collective,
the Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Wings,
The Motions,
Brothers Johnson,
Deadbeat,
The Barracudas,
The Black Dice,
Blossom Toes,
Minutemen,
Outsiders,
Hardrive,
Charles Mingus,
Minnie Riperton,
Bizarre Inc.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Foxx,
Blancmange,
The Fugs,
Lyres,
Alphaville,
JFA,
The Count Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Star Department,
The Five Americans,
the Germs,
Todd Rundgren,
Motorama,
Spandau Ballet,
Little Man,
Agitation Free,
Aloha Tigers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
MC5,
The Red Krayola,
Yusef Lateef,
Flipper,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
James White and The Blacks,
Soft Cell,
Scratch Acid,
Circle Jerks,
Skriet,
Eden Ahbez,
Rapeman,
Archie Shepp,
Skaos,
The Fuzztones,
Jerry's Kids,
June of 44,
the Sonics,
Franke,
Kenny Larkin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Livin' Joy,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.