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 Colombia and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Subhumans to the crunk 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Procol Harum,
Barbara Tucker,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ludus,
Ice-T,
E-Dancer,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scott Walker,
Spandau Ballet,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
Surgeon,
kango's stein massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
L. Decosne,
Monks,
Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Vogues,
AZ,
Jacques Brel,
Soulsonic Force,
Stiv Bators,
Deepchord,
Minutemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxy Music,
Arthur Verocai,
Slick Rick,
Buzzcocks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Detroit Cobras,
Oblivians,
Inner City,
Don Cherry,
Pulsallama,
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
48th St. Collective,
This Heat,
Sister Nancy,
Lalann,
The Angels of Light,
DNA,
Isaac Hayes,
Absolute Body Control,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang of Four,
Groovy Waters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Standells,
Pantytec,
Severed Heads,
The Shadows of Knight,
Qualms,
The Flesh Eaters,
Alice Coltrane,
The Stooges,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
cv313,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.