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 Monaco and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Rotary Connection to the grime 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Searchers,
Robert Wyatt,
Kaleidoscope,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nas,
The Stooges,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Modern Lovers,
Juan Atkins,
The Evens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The J.B.'s,
Throbbing Gristle,
Niagra,
Rosa Yemen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lucky Dragons,
Sex Pistols,
cv313,
The Raincoats,
The Skatalites,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wings,
Aloha Tigers,
Hashim,
Gang Starr,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Chris Corsano,
Eurythmics,
Hasil Adkins,
Simply Red,
David McCallum,
Warren Ellis,
The Smiths,
Marc Almond,
The Standells,
The Wake,
Supertramp,
Agitation Free,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Godley & Creme,
Scrapy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sarah Menescal,
The Blues Magoos,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Adolescents,
Sun City Girls,
Ronan,
Barbara Tucker,
ABBA,
Loose Ends,
Derrick Morgan,
Thee Headcoats,
Half Japanese,
Jacques Brel,
Livin' Joy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.