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 Korea North and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 jazz 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
OOIOO,
Roy Ayers,
The Raincoats,
Y Pants,
Sandy B,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boredoms,
Iggy Pop,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
These Immortal Souls,
Porter Ricks,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Barracudas,
Traffic Nightmare,
Depeche Mode,
Franke,
Marine Girls,
Kayak,
Symarip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Intrusion,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yazoo,
Sonic Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Mark Hollis,
Gabor Szabo,
T.S.O.L.,
Young Marble Giants,
Amon Düül II,
Bush Tetras,
Metal Thangz,
Fluxion,
Qualms,
June Days,
Wolf Eyes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Index,
Pantaleimon,
Main Source,
U.S. Maple,
LL Cool J,
Sam Rivers,
Tomorrow,
Swell Maps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fall,
Alphaville,
Severed Heads,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Motorama,
Scratch Acid,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fugs,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Trojans,
World's Most,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.