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 Namibia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Amon Düül II to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Black Dice,
David Axelrod,
Minnie Riperton,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fire Engines,
Eli Mardock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Al Stewart,
The Star Department,
Lalann,
The Monochrome Set,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
David McCallum,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
48th St. Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fugs,
James White and The Blacks,
Robert Wyatt,
The Gun Club,
kango's stein massive,
The Fuzztones,
Blancmange,
Nico,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
JFA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Evens,
Echospace,
Au Pairs,
The American Breed,
FM Einheit,
Terry Callier,
The Tremeloes,
Camouflage,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Reuben Wilson,
Aloha Tigers,
Rotary Connection,
The Knickerbockers,
Pole,
Joey Negro,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hot Snakes,
Kayak,
Erykah Badu,
Monolake,
Gong,
Leonard Cohen,
Flipper,
The Busters,
Arab on Radar,
Lyres,
T. Rex,
Funky Four + One,
Adolescents,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.