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 Sweden and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alice Coltrane to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Raincoats,
The Remains,
Lungfish,
H. Thieme,
Hashim,
Idris Muhammad,
Joyce Sims,
Roy Ayers,
U.S. Maple,
Excepter,
Bang On A Can,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Starr,
The Sonics,
The Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dawn Penn,
PIL,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Matthew Halsall,
The Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
Slick Rick,
Robert Görl,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sparks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sun Ra,
The Modern Lovers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Charles Mingus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Malaria!,
Sun City Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Spandau Ballet,
David McCallum,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lightning Bolt,
Symarip,
Sugar Minott,
Eric B and Rakim,
Henry Cow,
Aaron Thompson,
Avey Tare,
Alphaville,
kango's stein massive,
Graham Central Station,
Sex Pistols,
Quadrant,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rosa Yemen,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Hill,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.