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 Egypt and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the jazz 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Wire,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Motions,
Malaria!,
Neu!,
Q and Not U,
Ice-T,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric B and Rakim,
Qualms,
Sparks,
Bronski Beat,
Sister Nancy,
The Cure,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Velvet Underground,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bang On A Can,
Robert Görl,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Crash Course in Science,
Funky Four + One,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Grass Roots,
The Beau Brummels,
Kenny Larkin,
The Evens,
Animal Collective,
Boredoms,
Josef K,
Tom Boy,
Minutemen,
Rites of Spring,
Dead Boys,
D'Angelo,
Yaz,
John Cale,
Cal Tjader,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stockholm Monsters,
K-Klass,
Barbara Tucker,
DJ Sneak,
Letta Mbulu,
Camberwell Now,
The Real Kids,
Sam Rivers,
Danielle Patucci,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hasil Adkins,
Hot Snakes,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.