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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 to the grime 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Radiohead,
Barrington Levy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Accadde A,
Sugar Minott,
Dennis Brown,
Black Flag,
Intrusion,
Flipper,
CMW,
Anthony Braxton,
Funky Four + One,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Visage,
Sister Nancy,
The Trojans,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eurythmics,
Animal Collective,
The Misunderstood,
The J.B.'s,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
KRS-One,
Jeff Mills,
The Happenings,
Gerry Rafferty,
Maleditus Sound,
LL Cool J,
The Move,
Mandrill,
The Litter,
Jacques Brel,
Minny Pops,
David Axelrod,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aloha Tigers,
Bluetip,
Arab on Radar,
Flamin' Groovies,
Make Up,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gladiators,
Pussy Galore,
Negative Approach,
Barbara Tucker,
Harry Pussy,
MC5,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ludus,
Scott Walker,
Alphaville,
Brass Construction,
Mission of Burma,
Public Enemy,
Grey Daturas,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.