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 Thailand and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Fluxion to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Popol Vuh,
Average White Band,
Alton Ellis,
Parry Music,
PIL,
The Busters,
Wasted Youth,
Khruangbin,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smiths,
China Crisis,
The Real Kids,
Mad Mike,
Public Image Ltd.,
Zapp,
H. Thieme,
Sparks,
The Cowsills,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Make Up,
Black Bananas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zero Boys,
Matthew Bourne,
Procol Harum,
Fear,
World's Most,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Christie,
Hashim,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pere Ubu,
Warren Ellis,
Kas Product,
Sarah Menescal,
Patti Smith,
Kool Moe Dee,
Au Pairs,
June of 44,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Swans,
Laurel Aitken,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Moon,
Soft Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Royal Trux,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Coltrane,
Nik Kershaw,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.