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 Haiti and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Connie Case to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Loose Ends,
Fatback Band,
China Crisis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cameo,
Roger Hodgson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kas Product,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blancmange,
Scrapy,
A Certain Ratio,
Niagra,
Infiniti,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cowsills,
Eric Copeland,
The Monochrome Set,
Flash Fearless,
Dawn Penn,
MC5,
The Happenings,
Main Source,
Franke,
Q and Not U,
Peter and Kerry,
Zapp,
Fluxion,
Mo-Dettes,
Eurythmics,
Interpol,
Dual Sessions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Popol Vuh,
Chrome,
Schoolly D,
DJ Sneak,
The Names,
Pere Ubu,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bill Wells,
June of 44,
Minutemen,
Brand Nubian,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Morten Harket,
Country Teasers,
The Doors,
Nas,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brothers Johnson,
Deakin,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Normal,
Livin' Joy,
The Smoke,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.