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 Antigua and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the electroclash 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Q and Not U,
Lebanon Hanover,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kayak,
The Barracudas,
Zapp,
the Slits,
DNA,
The Gap Band,
The Offenders,
Flamin' Groovies,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dual Sessions,
Rod Modell,
The Beau Brummels,
Junior Murvin,
Henry Cow,
Boz Scaggs,
Roxette,
Accadde A,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fugazi,
Scrapy,
Andrew Hill,
Warren Ellis,
China Crisis,
Sixth Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Darondo,
Nik Kershaw,
Fad Gadget,
The Blues Magoos,
Unwound,
Wasted Youth,
10cc,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pussy Galore,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Agent Orange,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Thompson Twins,
Prince Buster,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Blossom Toes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DJ Style,
Oneida,
EPMD,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Associates,
Trumans Water,
The J.B.'s,
Skriet,
Desert Stars,
Nico,
Harry Pussy,
The Motions,
Hot Snakes,
Joey Negro,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.