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 Kuwait and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Reuben Wilson to the jazz 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Bootsy Collins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smiths,
Kaleidoscope,
Guru Guru,
Suburban Knight,
Blancmange,
Newcleus,
Animal Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gabor Szabo,
A Certain Ratio,
Youth Brigade,
Rakim,
The Trojans,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Copeland,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Accadde A,
La Düsseldorf,
Arthur Verocai,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Saccharine Trust,
Brass Construction,
Graham Central Station,
Dead Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Al Stewart,
Minny Pops,
Eden Ahbez,
Whodini,
Lightning Bolt,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Robert Görl,
Todd Terry,
MDC,
The Toasters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mandrill,
Donald Byrd,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Zero Boys,
Sandy B,
Don Cherry,
Franke,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joy Division,
Amon Düül,
The Last Poets,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed,
Babytalk,
Jerry's Kids,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.