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 Serbia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare 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 Faust to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Bill Near,
Flamin' Groovies,
Danielle Patucci,
Essential Logic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quando Quango,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rapeman,
Henry Cow,
Kerri Chandler,
Eddi Front,
Blancmange,
Funky Four + One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fugazi,
Albert Ayler,
Alison Limerick,
Sällskapet,
Babytalk,
Lindisfarne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dead Boys,
The Vogues,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Agent Orange,
Basic Channel,
Aswad,
Chrome,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
Angry Samoans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Animal Collective,
Drive Like Jehu,
Anthony Braxton,
T.S.O.L.,
Neu!,
The Fall,
Bill Wells,
The Victims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Stooges,
Kerrie Biddell,
James White and The Blacks,
Mission of Burma,
Television Personalities,
The Black Dice,
The Misunderstood,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Depeche Mode,
H. Thieme,
Black Flag,
Trumans Water,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tres Demented,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.