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 Bolivia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb 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 Pagans to the funk 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Last Poets,
Leonard Cohen,
These Immortal Souls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fear,
Fugazi,
Jeff Mills,
Drive Like Jehu,
Henry Cow,
Zero Boys,
Television Personalities,
Gong,
The Doors,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wings,
Electric Prunes,
Rites of Spring,
the Human League,
Gil Scott Heron,
Freddie Wadling,
The Neon Judgement,
Rapeman,
Byron Stingily,
Q65,
Don Cherry,
Reagan Youth,
Massinfluence,
Eurythmics,
Scan 7,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Symarip,
Sugar Minott,
Infiniti,
Sex Pistols,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Modern Lovers,
The Human League,
Spoonie Gee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Von Mondo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Shuggie Otis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deepchord,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magma,
Slick Rick,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ornette Coleman,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Smiths,
Black Moon,
Malaria!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
Yellowson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.