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 Chile and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Make Up to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Malaria! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
The Golliwogs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mars,
Model 500,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Music Machine,
Soft Cell,
Mission of Burma,
Hoover,
Jacob Miller,
Lyres,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Idris Muhammad,
OOIOO,
F. McDonald,
Stereo Dub,
Eddi Front,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Soft Cell,
Hashim,
Pulsallama,
Talk Talk,
Avey Tare,
Chris & Cosey,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nas,
The Angels of Light,
Rites of Spring,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Starr,
Johnny Clarke,
The Vogues,
Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sound Behaviour,
Eden Ahbez,
Youth Brigade,
Buzzcocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
FM Einheit,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brothers Johnson,
Matthew Halsall,
Skarface,
The Gap Band,
Scratch Acid,
Accadde A,
Sixth Finger,
Negative Approach,
Inner City,
Make Up,
Freddie Wadling,
Monks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Popol Vuh,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.