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 Malaysia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Invisible to the grime 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Normal,
Ituana,
China Crisis,
Gabor Szabo,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
The Moleskins,
Aural Exciters,
Zero Boys,
Bob Dylan,
New Order,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Sherman,
Barrington Levy,
Silicon Teens,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pulsallama,
The Electric Prunes,
The Move,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rufus Thomas,
Duran Duran,
Isaac Hayes,
Toni Rubio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Flash Fearless,
Kevin Saunderson,
MDC,
Funky Four + One,
Lyres,
Joyce Sims,
Fluxion,
Model 500,
Magazine,
Graham Central Station,
The Cramps,
Robert Hood,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Starr,
Vladislav Delay,
DJ Sneak,
Von Mondo,
Minny Pops,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bill Wells,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
KRS-One,
Peter & Gordon,
Ossler,
Soulsonic Force,
The Names,
48th St. Collective,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.