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 Bolivia and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sonic Youth to the grime 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Eric Copeland,
Simply Red,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kayak,
The Flesh Eaters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wire,
David McCallum,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Wake,
Zapp,
Bill Wells,
The Moody Blues,
Eddi Front,
The Martian,
Arthur Verocai,
Jacques Brel,
Japan,
Peter and Kerry,
Public Enemy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jawbox,
FM Einheit,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lyres,
Boz Scaggs,
Ronan,
Michelle Simonal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amon Düül II,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tim Buckley,
Marmalade,
Fugazi,
The Walker Brothers,
Echospace,
Barry Ungar,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Starr,
Suburban Knight,
The Seeds,
The Last Poets,
The Count Five,
Todd Rundgren,
Deadbeat,
The Buckinghams,
Unrelated Segments,
Minny Pops,
DJ Sneak,
Black Flag,
Neil Young,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eric Dolphy,
The Skatalites,
Panda Bear,
Black Pus,
The Toasters,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.