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 Afghanistan and from Woodstock.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Suburban Knight to the punk 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
The United States of America,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Star Department,
Amon Düül,
Soul II Soul,
Ronnie Foster,
James White and The Blacks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Electric Prunes,
Brass Construction,
Crooked Eye,
Max Romeo,
Minor Threat,
Maleditus Sound,
The Busters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Babytalk,
Janne Schatter,
Magazine,
The Gories,
Yaz,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roy Ayers,
Hardrive,
Fat Boys,
Adolescents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Althea and Donna,
Mantronix,
H. Thieme,
Barclay James Harvest,
David Bowie,
The Stooges,
Easy Going,
Pulsallama,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Prince Buster,
Eric Dolphy,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Techniques,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eli Mardock,
Heaven 17,
the Association,
Boogie Down Productions,
Funky Four + One,
Hashim,
Mr. Review,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Index,
Moss Icon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ohio Players,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.