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 Turkey and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
The Raincoats,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terrestrial Tones,
X-101,
Todd Terry,
Moebius,
Sight & Sound,
Ice-T,
Roy Ayers,
Davy DMX,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Knickerbockers,
The Cowsills,
Eric Copeland,
Robert Görl,
Parry Music,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television Personalities,
Funky Four + One,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang Starr,
Wings,
World's Most,
The Move,
Sister Nancy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Womack,
Underground Resistance,
The Skatalites,
Fela Kuti,
The Slits,
Iggy Pop,
Absolute Body Control,
Circle Jerks,
Crooked Eye,
Fluxion,
Second Layer,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Flamin' Groovies,
Juan Atkins,
Los Fastidios,
Suburban Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Motions,
The Trojans,
Chrome,
Smog,
Alphaville,
Eli Mardock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Eurythmics,
Television,
Tim Buckley,
the Normal,
The Residents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.