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 St Lucia and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
New York Dolls,
Chrome,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Big Daddy Kane,
New Order,
The Gories,
Rosa Yemen,
David Axelrod,
The Blackbyrds,
Steve Hackett,
Zapp,
Black Flag,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
B.T. Express,
Bluetip,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Saints,
Eric Dolphy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Patti Smith,
Tom Boy,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Sonics,
Josef K,
Donny Hathaway,
ABC,
The Zeros,
Infiniti,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Altered Images,
Mantronix,
The Trojans,
The Fuzztones,
Little Man,
Avey Tare,
Accadde A,
The Moleskins,
kango's stein massive,
Davy DMX,
Symarip,
Amon Düül,
Robert Görl,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Seeds,
Severed Heads,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Selecter,
Ten City,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jawbox,
ABBA,
Groovy Waters,
Graham Central Station,
Reagan Youth,
Toni Rubio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.