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 Czech Republic and from Portland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Stooges to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
Sister Nancy,
New Age Steppers,
The Sound,
This Heat,
Johnny Clarke,
Cameo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pulsallama,
Schoolly D,
Camberwell Now,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Audionom,
DJ Sneak,
Harpers Bizarre,
David Bowie,
Television Personalities,
These Immortal Souls,
Amon Düül II,
PIL,
The Smiths,
8 Eyed Spy,
Q and Not U,
Vladislav Delay,
Brick,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kenny Larkin,
Suburban Knight,
Surgeon,
Godley & Creme,
New York Dolls,
Television,
June Days,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nick Fraelich,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Circle Jerks,
MC5,
Wally Richardson,
DNA,
T.S.O.L.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
kango's stein massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skriet,
Piero Umiliani,
Matthew Halsall,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fall,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Second Layer,
Mr. Review,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash,
Silicon Teens,
The Seeds,
Negative Approach,
Eden Ahbez,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.