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 Jordan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 Yusef Lateef to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Nik Kershaw,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Evens,
Lee Hazlewood,
Unrelated Segments,
Stiv Bators,
New York Dolls,
Metal Thangz,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
David Axelrod,
Accadde A,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gladiators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Henry Cow,
Marmalade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Darondo,
48th St. Collective,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gun Club,
The Selecter,
Model 500,
Ken Boothe,
Joe Finger,
Hoover,
The American Breed,
Girls At Our Best!,
Hasil Adkins,
The Alarm Clocks,
EPMD,
Shoche,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minor Threat,
Animal Collective,
The Modern Lovers,
The Blues Magoos,
Nick Fraelich,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
Scan 7,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yellowson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Drive Like Jehu,
Harry Pussy,
Drexciya,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Knickerbockers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Bar-Kays,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Human League,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gories,
PIL,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flash Fearless,
Pantytec,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.