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 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sällskapet,
Amon Düül,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Al Stewart,
Aswad,
D'Angelo,
Hashim,
Lalo Schifrin,
Masters at Work,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Neon Judgement,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Patti Smith,
Average White Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
Swell Maps,
Eve St. Jones,
Arab on Radar,
Motorama,
John Foxx,
Silicon Teens,
Hoover,
Girls At Our Best!,
New Age Steppers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Absolute Body Control,
Steve Hackett,
Minny Pops,
Arthur Verocai,
The Mojo Men,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bush Tetras,
The Selecter,
Eli Mardock,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jawbox,
Roxy Music,
Sun Ra,
Lou Christie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Isaac Hayes,
Bronski Beat,
The Raincoats,
Pierre Henry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brand Nubian,
Moss Icon,
Rotary Connection,
Flipper,
Grauzone,
Thompson Twins,
Marine Girls,
The Moleskins,
The Martian,
Sparks,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.