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 St Lucia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the snare 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Outsiders,
Arthur Verocai,
The Gories,
Model 500,
Amon Düül,
Leonard Cohen,
Man Eating Sloth,
Davy DMX,
the Association,
Deepchord,
Pantaleimon,
Toni Rubio,
Dennis Brown,
Das Ding,
Andrew Hill,
Matthew Bourne,
KRS-One,
Lee Hazlewood,
Guru Guru,
The Cramps,
LL Cool J,
PIL,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Amon Düül II,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Mojo Men,
The Litter,
Youth Brigade,
Minutemen,
Zapp,
Make Up,
The Cure,
The Real Kids,
The Count Five,
Aswad,
Eric Copeland,
Organ,
Nik Kershaw,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Warsaw,
Sound Behaviour,
The Five Americans,
Anthony Braxton,
Curtis Mayfield,
June of 44,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
World's Most,
Groovy Waters,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jacques Brel,
Crooked Eye,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marvin Gaye,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.