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 Monaco and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aswad to the punk 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
The Index,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Womack,
Byron Stingily,
Fatback Band,
Wasted Youth,
Electric Prunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Can,
The Pretty Things,
Ronan,
The Pop Group,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Technova,
Michelle Simonal,
The Leaves,
Bauhaus,
Audionom,
The Doobie Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grauzone,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Godley & Creme,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter and Kerry,
The Evens,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gories,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Shoche,
The Names,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare,
Wally Richardson,
Amazonics,
Monks,
The Monks,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Five Americans,
Joyce Sims,
Bizarre Inc.,
Susan Cadogan,
Thee Headcoats,
Crooked Eye,
Ituana,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Anthony Braxton,
Oblivians,
Lower 48,
Masters at Work,
48th St. Collective,
Subhumans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hoover,
Eden Ahbez,
John Cale,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.