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 Equatorial Guinea and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Curtis Mayfield to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Flag,
Amazonics,
Skaos,
Massinfluence,
Freddie Wadling,
Thompson Twins,
Excepter,
Robert Wyatt,
The Zeros,
Bootsy Collins,
Main Source,
Procol Harum,
Second Layer,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Connie Case,
Moebius,
Bad Manners,
Soft Cell,
Soul II Soul,
Masters at Work,
Godley & Creme,
Bauhaus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tim Buckley,
Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ultravox,
Parry Music,
Quando Quango,
Jacques Brel,
Roxette,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jawbox,
Lower 48,
Eric Copeland,
Monolake,
The Detroit Cobras,
Supertramp,
Sun City Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scrapy,
The United States of America,
The Tremeloes,
Bob Dylan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Index,
Sällskapet,
Glenn Branca,
Kurtis Blow,
Gerry Rafferty,
Duran Duran,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Human League,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sparks,
the Bar-Kays,
The Litter,
Lyres,
Interpol,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.