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 Saudi Arabia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Searchers to the grime 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
The Fugs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marine Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Kenny Larkin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kerri Chandler,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yazoo,
La Düsseldorf,
Brothers Johnson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Judy Mowatt,
Parry Music,
Danielle Patucci,
The Monochrome Set,
Barbara Tucker,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David Axelrod,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soulsonic Force,
Funky Four + One,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric B and Rakim,
Interpol,
The Gap Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Henry Cow,
The Human League,
Trumans Water,
Al Stewart,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Invisible,
Connie Case,
Freddie Wadling,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerrie Biddell,
Johnny Clarke,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Adolescents,
Slave,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Christie,
Rekid,
The Beau Brummels,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Iggy Pop,
Altered Images,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Schoolly D,
Steve Hackett,
Jawbox,
Wings,
Prince Buster,
The Birthday Party,
Zapp,
World's Most,
Moss Icon,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.