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 Sri Lanka and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin 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 Young Marble Giants to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
The Happenings,
Quantec,
Nils Olav,
Animal Collective,
Byron Stingily,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Flesh Eaters,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Residents,
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Junior Murvin,
Rites of Spring,
Alphaville,
This Heat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moebius,
Fatback Band,
KRS-One,
The Kinks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Real Kids,
The Monochrome Set,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
New Order,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Offenders,
Man Eating Sloth,
David McCallum,
The Seeds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Technova,
Chris & Cosey,
Dual Sessions,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wings,
Funky Four + One,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yellowson,
Terry Callier,
Public Enemy,
OOIOO,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marine Girls,
Swell Maps,
Grey Daturas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mad Mike,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Misunderstood,
Black Pus,
Morten Harket,
Popol Vuh,
Tres Demented,
Thompson Twins,
Quando Quango,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Monks,
Magazine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.