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 Mauritius and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bobby Womack 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Can,
David Axelrod,
Bauhaus,
Joyce Sims,
Eddi Front,
The Index,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Shoche,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barbara Tucker,
Todd Rundgren,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Metal Thangz,
Mandrill,
Laurel Aitken,
Television,
The Cowsills,
Second Layer,
Sight & Sound,
The Golliwogs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Sheep,
Con Funk Shun,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers,
Black Moon,
Scan 7,
Country Teasers,
Toni Rubio,
Alice Coltrane,
The Blues Magoos,
Groovy Waters,
Joensuu 1685,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Goldenarms,
Rod Modell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gong,
Sister Nancy,
Malaria!,
Bobby Byrd,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rapeman,
The Fortunes,
Chris Corsano,
Ultra Naté,
Eric B and Rakim,
Chrome,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Organ,
The Five Americans,
Fluxion,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The J.B.'s,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.