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 Guatemala and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin 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 Half Japanese to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Real Kids,
Ronan,
Stetsasonic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Star Department,
Drexciya,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Liliput,
Von Mondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young,
Q and Not U,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Erasure,
Soft Cell,
Swans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Reuben Wilson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jeff Lynne,
Buzzcocks,
Yellowson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nick Fraelich,
Hashim,
Severed Heads,
Underground Resistance,
Vainqueur,
Pole,
Carl Craig,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gichy Dan,
Marc Almond,
The Fall,
Sun City Girls,
Fluxion,
Fear,
Unwound,
Camberwell Now,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brothers Johnson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nation of Ulysses,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David McCallum,
The Wake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bang On A Can,
Piero Umiliani,
A Certain Ratio,
Skarface,
X-101,
Fad Gadget,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lindisfarne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Archie Shepp,
Deakin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.