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 Philippines and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Rosa Yemen to the techno 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood 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?
Derrick Morgan,
Ronnie Foster,
Skarface,
LL Cool J,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Carl Craig,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ice-T,
Bootsy Collins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Popol Vuh,
Rites of Spring,
Bang On A Can,
Sparks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Masters at Work,
cv313,
Aswad,
Boredoms,
Average White Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
Inner City,
Flipper,
Pole,
The Beau Brummels,
Arab on Radar,
The Knickerbockers,
Dead Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Harmonia,
The Detroit Cobras,
ABC,
The Slits,
Mark Hollis,
David Axelrod,
The Tremeloes,
The Gladiators,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New Age Steppers,
Lungfish,
Quantec,
The Dead C,
Qualms,
Thompson Twins,
Drexciya,
The Birthday Party,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Leaves,
Camouflage,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cameo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The United States of America,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Von Mondo,
Henry Cow,
Maleditus Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.