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 Czech Republic and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Scion to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Television,
One Last Wish,
Lucky Dragons,
Niagra,
Harry Pussy,
Ossler,
Infiniti,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Moby Grape,
The Cowsills,
The Gun Club,
Schoolly D,
The Birthday Party,
Kerrie Biddell,
Con Funk Shun,
The Angels of Light,
Rosa Yemen,
Subhumans,
Agent Orange,
The Detroit Cobras,
James White and The Blacks,
Yaz,
The Walker Brothers,
Stiv Bators,
The J.B.'s,
Groovy Waters,
Swans,
Kaleidoscope,
Pharoah Sanders,
Q and Not U,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
kango's stein massive,
Scan 7,
Kurtis Blow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultravox,
Main Source,
Fela Kuti,
Warren Ellis,
Organ,
Spoonie Gee,
Barrington Levy,
The Names,
Michelle Simonal,
Judy Mowatt,
Sex Pistols,
Average White Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Crooked Eye,
Ice-T,
The Slackers,
Soulsonic Force,
Excepter,
Arcadia,
Angry Samoans,
The Fortunes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The United States of America,
Freddie Wadling,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.