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 Armenia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Jacob Miller to the funk 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Neu!,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Real Kids,
Lindisfarne,
Underground Resistance,
Babytalk,
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Steve Hackett,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultra Naté,
Visage,
Scion,
Half Japanese,
Kayak,
Nirvana,
U.S. Maple,
K-Klass,
Spandau Ballet,
Graham Central Station,
Mission of Burma,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bill Wells,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lakeside,
Terrestrial Tones,
ABC,
Stiv Bators,
Q and Not U,
Bill Near,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Pretty Things,
Suburban Knight,
Barbara Tucker,
Minutemen,
The Fall,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pere Ubu,
Pylon,
Mr. Review,
Audionom,
The Count Five,
Peter & Gordon,
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maleditus Sound,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rites of Spring,
Sex Pistols,
Goldenarms,
Soul II Soul,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chris Corsano,
Shuggie Otis,
The Mummies,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.