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 Indonesia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Leonard Cohen to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gregory Isaacs,
Infiniti,
Mr. Review,
Brick,
The Monks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Christie,
Model 500,
The Modern Lovers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Duran Duran,
Fat Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Section 25,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New Order,
Marmalade,
Vladislav Delay,
The Divine Comedy,
Agitation Free,
Ultimate Spinach,
Junior Murvin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grey Daturas,
Kaleidoscope,
Yaz,
Bootsy Collins,
The Toasters,
Lakeside,
Bobby Womack,
Theoretical Girls,
Scientists,
H. Thieme,
The Gladiators,
Derrick May,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Zapp,
Sällskapet,
Chris Corsano,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Sonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
KRS-One,
The Last Poets,
Gil Scott Heron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pussy Galore,
Newcleus,
Erykah Badu,
Bang On A Can,
Q65,
Arcadia,
Soft Machine,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.