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 Angola and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
U.S. Maple,
The Doors,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Brothers Johnson,
Guru Guru,
Eli Mardock,
Wings,
Stetsasonic,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Martian,
Grauzone,
the Bar-Kays,
Lyres,
Derrick Morgan,
Dead Boys,
Slave,
Magazine,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hashim,
Simply Red,
cv313,
Angry Samoans,
The Kinks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Neon Judgement,
Cameo,
Spoonie Gee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Flag,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Sherman,
Monks,
The Victims,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hasil Adkins,
Ituana,
PIL,
The Angels of Light,
The Misunderstood,
Zapp,
Moby Grape,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Litter,
CMW,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Anthony Braxton,
Banda Bassotti,
Underground Resistance,
Cecil Taylor,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Godley & Creme,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scientists,
Parry Music,
Zero Boys,
Max Romeo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.