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 Syria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Aswad to the jazz 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Thee Headcoats,
The Toasters,
The Mummies,
Tommy Roe,
Aswad,
Depeche Mode,
Amazonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wasted Youth,
Groovy Waters,
the Sonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
Siglo XX,
Eli Mardock,
Sonic Youth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gun Club,
Motorama,
Piero Umiliani,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kenny Larkin,
Heaven 17,
Swell Maps,
the Germs,
John Coltrane,
The Gladiators,
Crash Course in Science,
Quantec,
Kevin Saunderson,
The New Christs,
Amon Düül II,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camberwell Now,
MDC,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Neu!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
10cc,
Wolf Eyes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Agent Orange,
Althea and Donna,
kango's stein massive,
The Monks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pagans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deepchord,
Intrusion,
Maleditus Sound,
OOIOO,
Davy DMX,
Warsaw,
Porter Ricks,
Ronnie Foster,
Nick Fraelich,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.