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 Mongolia and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Blake Baxter to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Tubeway Army,
Nico,
Stetsasonic,
Mandrill,
Das Ding,
Spoonie Gee,
Morten Harket,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joey Negro,
Loose Ends,
Parry Music,
The Associates,
Oblivians,
The Seeds,
John Foxx,
Robert Wyatt,
Ken Boothe,
ABBA,
Babytalk,
L. Decosne,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rufus Thomas,
Monolake,
Andrew Hill,
Sam Rivers,
The Golliwogs,
Soulsonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
The Sonics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Vogues,
Excepter,
Rosa Yemen,
Yaz,
Main Source,
Minor Threat,
Lyres,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cal Tjader,
Janne Schatter,
Theoretical Girls,
The Motions,
The Residents,
Eurythmics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Zeros,
Maleditus Sound,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Techniques,
The Misunderstood,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cymande,
Talk Talk,
Fad Gadget,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.