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 Niger and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Country Teasers to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Mantronix,
Joensuu 1685,
Aswad,
Anakelly,
Alton Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
F. McDonald,
Thee Headcoats,
Japan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ponytail,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Bourne,
Juan Atkins,
The Cramps,
L. Decosne,
Pere Ubu,
Desert Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
X-Ray Spex,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yaz,
Accadde A,
Sight & Sound,
Barry Ungar,
Ronnie Foster,
Nation of Ulysses,
Godley & Creme,
Yellowson,
Wire,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Index,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronan,
The Golliwogs,
The Count Five,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bizarre Inc.,
Absolute Body Control,
Television Personalities,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Procol Harum,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Panda Bear,
Section 25,
Gichy Dan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fuzztones,
Man Parrish,
Graham Central Station,
Massinfluence,
D'Angelo,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.