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 Mozambique and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Knickerbockers to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dennis Brown,
Intrusion,
Judy Mowatt,
Lou Reed,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scrapy,
Fatback Band,
The Associates,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mad Mike,
Mandrill,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ludus,
Parry Music,
Heaven 17,
Ten City,
Erasure,
Alton Ellis,
Crooked Eye,
The Busters,
Minnie Riperton,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Amon Düül II,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Beau Brummels,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Index,
Pole,
Joe Smooth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lightning Bolt,
The Tremeloes,
Make Up,
Pulsallama,
Soft Cell,
Banda Bassotti,
Howard Jones,
Althea and Donna,
The Wake,
Alphaville,
Iggy Pop,
The Buckinghams,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
These Immortal Souls,
The New Christs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Janne Schatter,
Angry Samoans,
B.T. Express,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Bananas,
The Stooges,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Quadrant,
The Happenings,
Hasil Adkins,
Bush Tetras,
Zero Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.