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 Morocco and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
FM Einheit,
The Wake,
Spoonie Gee,
Stetsasonic,
La Düsseldorf,
Scan 7,
Prince Buster,
New Age Steppers,
Massinfluence,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Angels of Light,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Todd Terry,
Jeff Mills,
Animal Collective,
Das Ding,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nation of Ulysses,
Quando Quango,
The Flesh Eaters,
Agitation Free,
The Zeros,
Basic Channel,
Nirvana,
The Velvet Underground,
The Divine Comedy,
This Heat,
These Immortal Souls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eve St. Jones,
UT,
Soft Machine,
Sarah Menescal,
Wasted Youth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mission of Burma,
Freddie Wadling,
Banda Bassotti,
Althea and Donna,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Unrelated Segments,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camberwell Now,
Peter and Kerry,
The Happenings,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Pop Group,
Al Stewart,
Little Man,
The Searchers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kayak,
Depeche Mode,
Donald Byrd,
The Fuzztones,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Count Five,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.