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 Macedonia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lightning Bolt to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Swans,
Blossom Toes,
The Move,
Eve St. Jones,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jerry's Kids,
Donny Hathaway,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donald Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Ken Boothe,
Radio Birdman,
Archie Shepp,
Man Parrish,
Goldenarms,
The Seeds,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marc Almond,
Panda Bear,
The Saints,
the Germs,
Joyce Sims,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Youth Brigade,
Absolute Body Control,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti,
Al Stewart,
The Music Machine,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Monks,
F. McDonald,
Rekid,
The Gladiators,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Names,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The United States of America,
Tom Boy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Spoonie Gee,
Sonny Sharrock,
One Last Wish,
MDC,
Idris Muhammad,
X-101,
Stereo Dub,
June Days,
Kayak,
Fad Gadget,
Groovy Waters,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.