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 Congo and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator 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 MDC to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro 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 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?
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
Agitation Free,
Khruangbin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fire Engines,
The Durutti Column,
The Cramps,
Joey Negro,
Minor Threat,
Brass Construction,
Surgeon,
ABBA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mojo Men,
The Count Five,
Youth Brigade,
The Young Rascals,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Franke,
Agent Orange,
Black Flag,
Lower 48,
Darondo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Japan,
Sun Ra,
Main Source,
The Blues Magoos,
MC5,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Procol Harum,
Minny Pops,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yellowson,
Skaos,
The Residents,
The Slits,
The Fugs,
Byron Stingily,
Michelle Simonal,
David Axelrod,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rotary Connection,
Max Romeo,
Theoretical Girls,
cv313,
Grauzone,
The Motions,
Qualms,
The Tremeloes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Niagra,
Archie Shepp,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Kinks,
Aloha Tigers,
Magma,
D'Angelo,
Index,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.