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 France and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lee Hazlewood to the punk 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Essential Logic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skaos,
The Tremeloes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Grandmaster Flash,
Little Man,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris & Cosey,
Joyce Sims,
Darondo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Gories,
Matthew Bourne,
Kas Product,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
Arab on Radar,
Danielle Patucci,
Fat Boys,
Brick,
The Gladiators,
Black Bananas,
The Black Dice,
Suicide,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cal Tjader,
Los Fastidios,
Ronnie Foster,
The Music Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
the Bar-Kays,
X-102,
Kurtis Blow,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Christie,
Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
Sugar Minott,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Das Ding,
World's Most,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Silicon Teens,
Leonard Cohen,
The Star Department,
The Skatalites,
Spoonie Gee,
Franke,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Womack,
The Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
New York Dolls,
Junior Murvin,
Agitation Free,
Neil Young,
The Smoke,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Sherman,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.