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 South Sudan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 Ornette Coleman to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ossler,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Nico,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The J.B.'s,
The Cowsills,
The Gun Club,
The Associates,
Lyres,
Moss Icon,
The Evens,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Amazonics,
Darondo,
Delta 5,
Sun Ra,
Chris & Cosey,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker,
Negative Approach,
The Fire Engines,
Eric Dolphy,
Don Cherry,
The Electric Prunes,
Malaria!,
Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pagans,
The Fall,
Tres Demented,
Erykah Badu,
This Heat,
Q and Not U,
Wally Richardson,
The Durutti Column,
Stiv Bators,
The Young Rascals,
Schoolly D,
The Seeds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fluxion,
Eden Ahbez,
Lightning Bolt,
The Kinks,
Sound Behaviour,
June of 44,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Swans,
Josef K,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quando Quango,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young,
Ronnie Foster,
The Walker Brothers,
Fatback Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.