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 Estonia 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 La Düsseldorf to the jazz 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harry Pussy,
Essential Logic,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare,
The Zeros,
Albert Ayler,
Bill Wells,
The Monochrome Set,
The Index,
LL Cool J,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mission of Burma,
The Martian,
Stockholm Monsters,
Charles Mingus,
The Cure,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Bananas,
Schoolly D,
Marshall Jefferson,
Shuggie Otis,
Youth Brigade,
The Seeds,
John Cale,
The Fugs,
The Standells,
X-Ray Spex,
Rekid,
Junior Murvin,
Black Flag,
These Immortal Souls,
Althea and Donna,
EPMD,
One Last Wish,
Monks,
Bush Tetras,
New York Dolls,
Index,
Fatback Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Howard Jones,
The Beau Brummels,
The Move,
The Gun Club,
T.S.O.L.,
The J.B.'s,
L. Decosne,
Max Romeo,
Alison Limerick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Moss Icon,
Lakeside,
Dead Boys,
The Five Americans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Swans,
Yazoo,
Peter and Kerry,
Tim Buckley,
Idris Muhammad,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.