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 Papua New Guinea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 One Last Wish to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Bush Tetras,
The Standells,
Tim Buckley,
Rod Modell,
The Last Poets,
Soft Machine,
Jandek,
Mars,
Henry Cow,
Make Up,
Thee Headcoats,
Rosa Yemen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barrington Levy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Graham Central Station,
Scion,
Country Teasers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tomorrow,
Wings,
Danielle Patucci,
The Smiths,
Buzzcocks,
Sandy B,
David McCallum,
Minor Threat,
Maurizio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joensuu 1685,
Cluster,
Grauzone,
Girls At Our Best!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Anakelly,
Jeff Lynne,
The Toasters,
Marc Almond,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Beau Brummels,
The United States of America,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang of Four,
Hashim,
Alice Coltrane,
Kenny Larkin,
Moss Icon,
The Angels of Light,
AZ,
The Cramps,
Malaria!,
Stockholm Monsters,
New Age Steppers,
Donny Hathaway,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cymande,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.