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 Russia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 The Selecter to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
The Dave Clark Five,
Anakelly,
Agitation Free,
Ronnie Foster,
John Holt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cramps,
The Smoke,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Subhumans,
Zero Boys,
Thompson Twins,
David Axelrod,
Jimmy McGriff,
Unwound,
Average White Band,
Babytalk,
Skarface,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sam Rivers,
Flipper,
UT,
Toni Rubio,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sparks,
Tommy Roe,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gun Club,
David McCallum,
Black Bananas,
These Immortal Souls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Metal Thangz,
The J.B.'s,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Magma,
Ludus,
LL Cool J,
Fat Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Patti Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The United States of America,
The Names,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jawbox,
Glenn Branca,
Throbbing Gristle,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David Bowie,
Pantaleimon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Womack,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.