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 Iraq and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Liliput to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Joey Negro,
Darondo,
Gong,
Aloha Tigers,
The Divine Comedy,
Eden Ahbez,
Nico,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
China Crisis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bauhaus,
cv313,
Lee Hazlewood,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Yaz,
Ken Boothe,
FM Einheit,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Suicide,
Rotary Connection,
Henry Cow,
Franke,
Laurel Aitken,
Sister Nancy,
Hasil Adkins,
Section 25,
The Seeds,
L. Decosne,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gories,
Barry Ungar,
Little Man,
Animal Collective,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ice-T,
Surgeon,
Reagan Youth,
Stiv Bators,
Matthew Halsall,
A Certain Ratio,
Rites of Spring,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mantronix,
Hashim,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boz Scaggs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Human League,
Faust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeff Mills,
Sight & Sound,
Harmonia,
Mark Hollis,
Theoretical Girls,
The Martian,
Scratch Acid,
Barbara Tucker,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Albert Ayler,
Lindisfarne,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.