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 Djibouti and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Robert Palmer 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 Jandek to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Scratch Acid,
Ken Boothe,
Agent Orange,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Darondo,
Wasted Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Standells,
Von Mondo,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare,
Pussy Galore,
The Mummies,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Move,
Funkadelic,
the Association,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Moebius,
Fear,
Masters at Work,
La Düsseldorf,
The Leaves,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
D'Angelo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faust,
Lou Reed,
Colin Newman,
Hardrive,
Fela Kuti,
Skaos,
Chris Corsano,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marvin Gaye,
Accadde A,
Black Pus,
Tom Boy,
Alton Ellis,
Dave Gahan,
Talk Talk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cybotron,
Bill Wells,
Andrew Hill,
The Associates,
Pole,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Human League,
Subhumans,
Essential Logic,
Outsiders,
CMW,
The Music Machine,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.