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 Dominican Republic and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet 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 H. Thieme to the electroclash 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Wyatt,
The Slackers,
The Slits,
Radiopuhelimet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Byrd,
Amazonics,
Nico,
Rites of Spring,
Subhumans,
Black Moon,
Minnie Riperton,
Jesper Dahlback,
Susan Cadogan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Letta Mbulu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tim Buckley,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Evens,
Adolescents,
Infiniti,
the Association,
Lalo Schifrin,
Blossom Toes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crooked Eye,
Ronan,
Rod Modell,
Laurel Aitken,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aural Exciters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wings,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
Popol Vuh,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gabor Szabo,
X-101,
Yazoo,
Minutemen,
Desert Stars,
Roxy Music,
Black Flag,
The Red Krayola,
Easy Going,
The Detroit Cobras,
Khruangbin,
Dawn Penn,
Quantec,
The Associates,
Chrome,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smiths,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.