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 Russia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Marvin Gaye,
Mantronix,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Smog,
Roger Hodgson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minny Pops,
Dark Day,
Jawbox,
The Offenders,
MDC,
Junior Murvin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Tremeloes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crime,
Jerry's Kids,
Maurizio,
Swans,
Reagan Youth,
JFA,
Kas Product,
10cc,
Groovy Waters,
Glenn Branca,
John Cale,
Q and Not U,
The Monks,
Eric Copeland,
Unrelated Segments,
Juan Atkins,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Knickerbockers,
Intrusion,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hardrive,
Loose Ends,
The Last Poets,
Cluster,
The Trojans,
Underground Resistance,
Bauhaus,
Rapeman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Drexciya,
Ultimate Spinach,
Traffic Nightmare,
Whodini,
the Bar-Kays,
Donald Byrd,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
K-Klass,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lightning Bolt,
The Toasters,
Sam Rivers,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.