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 South Sudan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro 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 Sun Ra to the punk 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Q65,
Sonic Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
H. Thieme,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
Robert Görl,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Davy DMX,
the Bar-Kays,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
Howard Jones,
Sight & Sound,
Scan 7,
Frankie Knuckles,
UT,
Organ,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tom Boy,
the Swans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Todd Terry,
Johnny Clarke,
Althea and Donna,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Byrd,
Wasted Youth,
EPMD,
Blake Baxter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Flag,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harry Pussy,
Matthew Halsall,
Tears for Fears,
Stetsasonic,
Tim Buckley,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Beau Brummels,
Schoolly D,
Pet Shop Boys,
Interpol,
ABC,
Andrew Hill,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
R.M.O.,
Michelle Simonal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alice Coltrane,
Aswad,
Ronnie Foster,
Lightning Bolt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.