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 Belize and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 David Bowie 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 Hot Snakes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Cal Tjader,
X-101,
Hardrive,
Rapeman,
John Coltrane,
Los Fastidios,
UT,
The Invisible,
Scientists,
Kaleidoscope,
Siglo XX,
Lightning Bolt,
Derrick Morgan,
K-Klass,
Alison Limerick,
Pantaleimon,
Monolake,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crash Course in Science,
Donny Hathaway,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yusef Lateef,
Arthur Verocai,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Swans,
The Offenders,
Bootsy Collins,
The Victims,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Wells,
Marine Girls,
The Smoke,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dark Day,
Underground Resistance,
Spandau Ballet,
Mad Mike,
Lucky Dragons,
The Birthday Party,
Mandrill,
The Buckinghams,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Slackers,
Robert Hood,
Frankie Knuckles,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Delta 5,
Ice-T,
Max Romeo,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Velvet Underground,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
U.S. Maple,
Amon Düül,
The Techniques,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.