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 Kiribati 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 Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet 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 Unwound to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
The Raincoats,
The Wake,
Pharoah Sanders,
Newcleus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lungfish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eden Ahbez,
Niagra,
Q and Not U,
Idris Muhammad,
World's Most,
Jawbox,
Inner City,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Walker Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Adolescents,
Jerry's Kids,
The Last Poets,
Harmonia,
Brothers Johnson,
Country Teasers,
The Fuzztones,
the Sonics,
The Real Kids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Television,
Iggy Pop,
The American Breed,
Lalann,
Crime,
Tears for Fears,
Skaos,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Buckinghams,
Young Marble Giants,
John Coltrane,
Scion,
Essential Logic,
Judy Mowatt,
Deakin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eddi Front,
Sparks,
The Red Krayola,
Spandau Ballet,
ABBA,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
Crooked Eye,
Terry Callier,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oneida,
Stockholm Monsters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.