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 Ghana and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bootsy Collins to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Boz Scaggs,
Crime,
Accadde A,
Aaron Thompson,
Symarip,
Fat Boys,
Faraquet,
Ronnie Foster,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang Green,
Rotary Connection,
The Mummies,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radio Birdman,
Nico,
DJ Sneak,
Aural Exciters,
Tom Boy,
Pierre Henry,
The Moody Blues,
K-Klass,
The Grass Roots,
Yaz,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Anthony Braxton,
Organ,
World's Most,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dark Day,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stockholm Monsters,
Royal Trux,
Scott Walker,
The Stooges,
Procol Harum,
Joey Negro,
kango's stein massive,
Prince Buster,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Doors,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jandek,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Suicide,
The Buckinghams,
Kayak,
Scan 7,
The Blues Magoos,
Los Fastidios,
Jesper Dahlback,
Drive Like Jehu,
Loose Ends,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul II Soul,
Terry Callier,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.