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 Guinea-Bissau and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Amon Düül II to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Joey Negro,
Cal Tjader,
Flash Fearless,
Eddi Front,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Vogues,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Faraquet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Delta 5,
The Remains,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Patti Smith,
Faust,
Juan Atkins,
MDC,
Public Enemy,
Tears for Fears,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Selecter,
Dead Boys,
Cecil Taylor,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fuzztones,
Lindisfarne,
Al Stewart,
The Smiths,
Anakelly,
Nick Fraelich,
Throbbing Gristle,
FM Einheit,
Roger Hodgson,
Mantronix,
Zapp,
The Star Department,
Guru Guru,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Slave,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terry Callier,
The Fugs,
the Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Age Steppers,
Iggy Pop,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marine Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Chris & Cosey,
Scan 7,
Bronski Beat,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Velvet Underground,
the Germs,
The Stooges,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Johnny Clarke,
Pantytec,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.