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 South Africa and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare 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 Bad Manners to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Kinks,
DJ Sneak,
Electric Prunes,
Flash Fearless,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Smoke,
Roxy Music,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joey Negro,
Youth Brigade,
Mandrill,
Shuggie Otis,
Yazoo,
Sixth Finger,
Loose Ends,
Juan Atkins,
the Sonics,
The United States of America,
The Golliwogs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick Morgan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Enemy,
Mars,
The Gladiators,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cure,
Scan 7,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Vogues,
John Foxx,
Joe Smooth,
H. Thieme,
The Monochrome Set,
Junior Murvin,
A Certain Ratio,
The Busters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tom Boy,
Janne Schatter,
World's Most,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quantec,
The Electric Prunes,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
Make Up,
The Sound,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Monks,
U.S. Maple,
the Germs,
Metal Thangz,
Cymande,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fugs,
Zapp,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.