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 Cambodia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Robert Palmer 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 Heaven 17 to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Big Daddy Kane,
Loose Ends,
Symarip,
Barbara Tucker,
B.T. Express,
Nirvana,
Yaz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
David Axelrod,
Jerry's Kids,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ohio Players,
Easy Going,
JFA,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fuzztones,
Moby Grape,
Michelle Simonal,
Fat Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kayak,
Cluster,
Ituana,
The Zeros,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
F. McDonald,
Suburban Knight,
the Germs,
ABBA,
Amon Düül,
The Detroit Cobras,
Half Japanese,
Excepter,
Bobby Womack,
kango's stein massive,
Delta 5,
Lightning Bolt,
Los Fastidios,
The Angels of Light,
Q and Not U,
Mantronix,
Boredoms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Essential Logic,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Minor Threat,
The Divine Comedy,
The Residents,
John Holt,
Man Parrish,
Todd Terry,
Amon Düül II,
Monks,
Television,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Schoolly D,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.