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 Ireland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Donald Fagen 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 Eve St. Jones to the dance 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
John Foxx,
Nas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bluetip,
Surgeon,
Main Source,
the Sonics,
the Slits,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glenn Branca,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wire,
Negative Approach,
AZ,
Amon Düül II,
Charles Mingus,
the Normal,
The Dead C,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Invisible,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jeff Mills,
David Axelrod,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Babytalk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Loose Ends,
Mark Hollis,
The Selecter,
Bootsy Collins,
The Red Krayola,
Gang Green,
Aural Exciters,
U.S. Maple,
Curtis Mayfield,
Banda Bassotti,
T.S.O.L.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vainqueur,
Albert Ayler,
OOIOO,
Scrapy,
Hot Snakes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Slave,
Stiv Bators,
Rekid,
The Sonics,
Freddie Wadling,
Can,
Severed Heads,
Tom Boy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quando Quango,
Lakeside,
Matthew Bourne,
Boz Scaggs,
The Wake,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.