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 Greece and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the grunge 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Depeche Mode,
Lucky Dragons,
Flash Fearless,
Television Personalities,
David McCallum,
China Crisis,
Scan 7,
Heaven 17,
Matthew Halsall,
Vladislav Delay,
Los Fastidios,
Johnny Clarke,
Sällskapet,
Letta Mbulu,
Erasure,
The Stooges,
Mars,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jacob Miller,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joyce Sims,
Outsiders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Amon Düül,
Man Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
X-101,
Idris Muhammad,
Talk Talk,
Average White Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stetsasonic,
The Skatalites,
Nico,
The Residents,
The Litter,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
The Cramps,
The Doors,
Sonic Youth,
Yaz,
Henry Cow,
Funkadelic,
The Zeros,
AZ,
Basic Channel,
kango's stein massive,
The Young Rascals,
Harry Pussy,
John Holt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang of Four,
Scientists,
Lindisfarne,
Unrelated Segments,
Sandy B,
The Remains,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.