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 Micronesia and from Mumbai.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Michael McDonald 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 Dark Day to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Index,
Maleditus Sound,
John Lydon,
The Real Kids,
Donald Byrd,
Q and Not U,
The Vogues,
The Five Americans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cowsills,
Jeff Mills,
Circle Jerks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Reuben Wilson,
X-Ray Spex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Malaria!,
Jacques Brel,
Aloha Tigers,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arab on Radar,
MC5,
Mantronix,
Outsiders,
The New Christs,
K-Klass,
Sparks,
Joyce Sims,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Happenings,
Sight & Sound,
The Cure,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Dark Day,
Kenny Larkin,
The Gories,
Deakin,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cramps,
Joy Division,
The United States of America,
Saccharine Trust,
Funkadelic,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Count Five,
the Slits,
Khruangbin,
Soft Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.