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 Norway and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Donald Fagen 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 Oneida to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Terry Callier,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Evens,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bluetip,
Skaos,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Count Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cybotron,
Vladislav Delay,
Ludus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Vogues,
Liliput,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Trumans Water,
OOIOO,
Oneida,
The American Breed,
The Raincoats,
Donald Byrd,
The Standells,
Brass Construction,
The Moleskins,
Toni Rubio,
June of 44,
Wally Richardson,
The Modern Lovers,
Section 25,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Black Dice,
Ice-T,
Arcadia,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ornette Coleman,
Kas Product,
Sister Nancy,
Scratch Acid,
Eddi Front,
Morten Harket,
In Retrospect,
Slick Rick,
Moss Icon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lungfish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Saints,
L. Decosne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Das Ding,
The Fall,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Urselle,
Gichy Dan,
Niagra,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.