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 Serbia and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Desert Stars to the funk 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Television Personalities,
New York Dolls,
Archie Shepp,
The Grass Roots,
Black Bananas,
Barrington Levy,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bang On A Can,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Young Rascals,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eric Dolphy,
DNA,
Public Enemy,
Robert Görl,
Patti Smith,
Nirvana,
Amon Düül II,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Visage,
Kurtis Blow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Hood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Todd Terry,
Mars,
Jandek,
Mandrill,
Stiv Bators,
Ronan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Quando Quango,
Desert Stars,
Hoover,
Aswad,
Deadbeat,
A Certain Ratio,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Electric Prunes,
Eli Mardock,
Zero Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Interpol,
The Neon Judgement,
The Martian,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Moody Blues,
Susan Cadogan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Minutemen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fear,
Soft Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
Roger Hodgson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.