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 Slovenia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 kango's stein massive to the rock 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bad Manners,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fugazi,
Smog,
Royal Trux,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chris Corsano,
The Gladiators,
Black Sheep,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lakeside,
The Techniques,
Nils Olav,
MC5,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Saints,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter and Kerry,
The Doors,
Hoover,
The Angels of Light,
Reagan Youth,
Skriet,
the Sonics,
The Human League,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stockholm Monsters,
10cc,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Sherman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Young Marble Giants,
Colin Newman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Curtis Mayfield,
James White and The Blacks,
Janne Schatter,
Rites of Spring,
Parry Music,
The Offenders,
June Days,
Echospace,
Pulsallama,
Niagra,
Can,
Ludus,
Camberwell Now,
Urselle,
Q and Not U,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Names,
Bluetip,
The Martian,
The Pretty Things,
The Golliwogs,
the Association,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.