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 Azerbaijan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Roy Ayers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
The Mummies,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
Soul II Soul,
James White and The Blacks,
Marine Girls,
10cc,
Mantronix,
Kaleidoscope,
Wings,
Charles Mingus,
Circle Jerks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric Dolphy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deadbeat,
Sun Ra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
AZ,
Fear,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Warsaw,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Darondo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gichy Dan,
Radiohead,
Robert Hood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Electric Light Orchestra,
JFA,
Avey Tare,
Marc Almond,
Tommy Roe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hoover,
X-Ray Spex,
Das Ding,
Jerry's Kids,
The Standells,
Livin' Joy,
Cybotron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Swans,
Man Parrish,
The Tremeloes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter and Kerry,
Ice-T,
Big Daddy Kane,
The New Christs,
The Velvet Underground,
Von Mondo,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.