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 Kazakhstan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 David McCallum to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Sixth Finger,
Gerry Rafferty,
Massinfluence,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Babytalk,
Gabor Szabo,
Jacob Miller,
Godley & Creme,
David McCallum,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Oblivians,
World's Most,
James White and The Blacks,
Au Pairs,
Country Teasers,
This Heat,
Arab on Radar,
The Martian,
Lalo Schifrin,
Judy Mowatt,
Groovy Waters,
Loose Ends,
F. McDonald,
Man Eating Sloth,
Spandau Ballet,
Barry Ungar,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Henry Cow,
The Misunderstood,
Deepchord,
Urselle,
Shuggie Otis,
John Lydon,
Jawbox,
Half Japanese,
Deadbeat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
U.S. Maple,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pole,
Idris Muhammad,
Easy Going,
The Moleskins,
Letta Mbulu,
Yusef Lateef,
Fad Gadget,
The Blackbyrds,
Interpol,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Monks,
Wire,
Stetsasonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Robert Wyatt,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pulsallama,
the Swans,
Eddi Front,
The Zeros,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.