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 Norway and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Soul II Soul to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Symarip,
Franke,
Wire,
Amon Düül,
Massinfluence,
Newcleus,
The Young Rascals,
Yellowson,
Loose Ends,
Subhumans,
Livin' Joy,
The Residents,
James White and The Blacks,
Eric Dolphy,
Urselle,
Nik Kershaw,
Pet Shop Boys,
Procol Harum,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fall,
The Electric Prunes,
A Certain Ratio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sugar Minott,
Davy DMX,
John Holt,
Althea and Donna,
the Slits,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mummies,
Dennis Brown,
Graham Central Station,
FM Einheit,
Kerri Chandler,
Scientists,
Joey Negro,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lyres,
LL Cool J,
Lungfish,
Delta 5,
This Heat,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick May,
Fugazi,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lower 48,
kango's stein massive,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Index,
Motorama,
Organ,
Absolute Body Control,
Letta Mbulu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul II Soul,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.