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 Benin and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 Stooges to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Green,
Cameo,
Cal Tjader,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fugs,
Drexciya,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
The Cowsills,
Pet Shop Boys,
Half Japanese,
Yazoo,
La Düsseldorf,
Popol Vuh,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joy Division,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sight & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
The Victims,
Leonard Cohen,
Chrome,
Bizarre Inc.,
Whodini,
Eric Copeland,
Bob Dylan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sandy B,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Star Department,
Roxette,
James White and The Blacks,
The Toasters,
Janne Schatter,
The Trojans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Archie Shepp,
Lakeside,
Depeche Mode,
The Young Rascals,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Siglo XX,
Massinfluence,
Warren Ellis,
E-Dancer,
Thompson Twins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-Ray Spex,
The Doobie Brothers,
Qualms,
Visage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Moleskins,
ABBA,
Theoretical Girls,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.