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 Venezuela and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar 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 Nas to the rap 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Nils Olav,
One Last Wish,
Model 500,
Little Man,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Vogues,
The Grass Roots,
The Birthday Party,
X-101,
The Move,
Basic Channel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
a-ha,
Lower 48,
Derrick May,
Loose Ends,
Donald Byrd,
Boredoms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Can,
Duran Duran,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ponytail,
The Cramps,
Pantytec,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Womack,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ohio Players,
Quando Quango,
Marvin Gaye,
Rufus Thomas,
Rosa Yemen,
John Holt,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Tremeloes,
Danielle Patucci,
Oneida,
The Kinks,
Massinfluence,
Howard Jones,
The American Breed,
Arcadia,
Kaleidoscope,
Cymande,
Quadrant,
Visage,
The Walker Brothers,
Parry Music,
Sound Behaviour,
Joensuu 1685,
Marcia Griffiths,
Judy Mowatt,
X-Ray Spex,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Smog,
Amon Düül II,
Marshall Jefferson,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.