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 Latvia and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 Scrapy to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine 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?
Terry Callier,
Jacques Brel,
Panda Bear,
Metal Thangz,
Juan Atkins,
Sound Behaviour,
Con Funk Shun,
Albert Ayler,
Swans,
Eric Dolphy,
The Stooges,
Joe Smooth,
Country Teasers,
Peter & Gordon,
Sparks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skaos,
Sex Pistols,
Goldenarms,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bill Wells,
Faust,
Judy Mowatt,
Tears for Fears,
Carl Craig,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wasted Youth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Magma,
Yaz,
The Associates,
Bluetip,
Robert Görl,
The Busters,
Lightning Bolt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kerri Chandler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Swell Maps,
UT,
Depeche Mode,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Wake,
Drexciya,
The Seeds,
Rapeman,
The Barracudas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
F. McDonald,
Supertramp,
Kas Product,
Hashim,
Royal Trux,
Skriet,
E-Dancer,
Aural Exciters,
The Cramps,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.