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 Syria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Saints to the rock 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
The Modern Lovers,
David McCallum,
The Durutti Column,
Scientists,
The Mojo Men,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Spandau Ballet,
Chrome,
Flash Fearless,
Japan,
Funky Four + One,
Nas,
Rapeman,
Yellowson,
Robert Wyatt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tomorrow,
Sun Ra,
Crime,
Fatback Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Joe Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
La Düsseldorf,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Newcleus,
Erykah Badu,
Sound Behaviour,
Rosa Yemen,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yazoo,
Donald Byrd,
The Divine Comedy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Human League,
Skaos,
Monks,
Marine Girls,
Bush Tetras,
Groovy Waters,
Piero Umiliani,
Kaleidoscope,
Ronnie Foster,
Cluster,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Invisible,
Kayak,
Easy Going,
The Monks,
Minnie Riperton,
Outsiders,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Move,
Clear Light,
Subhumans,
Boz Scaggs,
Fela Kuti,
Flipper,
John Coltrane,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Motions,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.