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 Tanzania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joy Division to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
LL Cool J,
JFA,
Arab on Radar,
Yazoo,
Bootsy Collins,
Quando Quango,
Kool Moe Dee,
Heaven 17,
Bobby Sherman,
Arthur Verocai,
Brass Construction,
Susan Cadogan,
The Vogues,
Motorama,
Tears for Fears,
Spoonie Gee,
Rotary Connection,
Slave,
Gang Green,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fugs,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slits,
Erykah Badu,
Carl Craig,
Los Fastidios,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soul II Soul,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cheater Slicks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Goldenarms,
Kenny Larkin,
Iggy Pop,
Sonic Youth,
Lyres,
Dual Sessions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
kango's stein massive,
Aswad,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Cale,
Boredoms,
Ultravox,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Busters,
the Swans,
The Skatalites,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ice-T,
Q and Not U,
Mission of Burma,
Amazonics,
The Associates,
The Detroit Cobras,
Magma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Simply Red,
Minny Pops,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.