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 Mozambique and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord 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 Minor Threat to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
FM Einheit,
Hasil Adkins,
Trumans Water,
Con Funk Shun,
Goldenarms,
ABBA,
Livin' Joy,
Delta 5,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Metal Thangz,
Rekid,
Marvin Gaye,
The Residents,
DNA,
Wire,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vainqueur,
David McCallum,
Eurythmics,
Intrusion,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Soul II Soul,
Robert Wyatt,
The Music Machine,
PIL,
Angry Samoans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Five Americans,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Barracudas,
Judy Mowatt,
The Blues Magoos,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Saints,
Fluxion,
Index,
Rapeman,
Joy Division,
Interpol,
Jawbox,
Pere Ubu,
A Certain Ratio,
One Last Wish,
Fugazi,
Shoche,
Basic Channel,
Brand Nubian,
The Associates,
The Black Dice,
Excepter,
Underground Resistance,
The J.B.'s,
Delon & Dalcan,
Depeche Mode,
cv313,
Bill Wells,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.