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 Slovakia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Pretty Things to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Infiniti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alison Limerick,
D'Angelo,
OOIOO,
Liliput,
Franke,
Carl Craig,
kango's stein massive,
Joyce Sims,
10cc,
Ronan,
The Cowsills,
The Dirtbombs,
Stereo Dub,
Magma,
Colin Newman,
Underground Resistance,
Tres Demented,
Sight & Sound,
Fear,
Aloha Tigers,
Neu!,
Bobby Sherman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Matthew Halsall,
Bauhaus,
A Certain Ratio,
Warren Ellis,
cv313,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deadbeat,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Real Kids,
Goldenarms,
Excepter,
Tears for Fears,
Nation of Ulysses,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rotary Connection,
Flash Fearless,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lucky Dragons,
Parry Music,
The Electric Prunes,
Pantaleimon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Motorama,
Moebius,
The Fugs,
Stiv Bators,
Symarip,
Accadde A,
Jawbox,
Schoolly D,
Fad Gadget,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.