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 Canada and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 David Axelrod to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Lucky Dragons,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Zeros,
Eden Ahbez,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Matthew Bourne,
Gong,
Bluetip,
Quando Quango,
The Smiths,
Bootsy Collins,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
Glenn Branca,
Swans,
Main Source,
Joyce Sims,
Robert Wyatt,
Nik Kershaw,
Deakin,
Moss Icon,
The Human League,
Oneida,
Al Stewart,
Babytalk,
Aural Exciters,
The Five Americans,
Cybotron,
Shoche,
The Cure,
Aloha Tigers,
Rapeman,
Lower 48,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Livin' Joy,
Cal Tjader,
Wally Richardson,
The Happenings,
Piero Umiliani,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
The Names,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bauhaus,
Royal Trux,
The Dave Clark Five,
Massinfluence,
Maurizio,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxette,
Agitation Free,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moby Grape,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Pop Group,
Saccharine Trust,
Boz Scaggs,
LL Cool J,
The Smoke,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.