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 Liberia and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ohio Players,
The Names,
Pantytec,
Glambeats Corp.,
Moby Grape,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barbara Tucker,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Star Department,
Bluetip,
Can,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Zapp,
The Barracudas,
Soulsonic Force,
Amon Düül II,
Spoonie Gee,
Jerry Gold Smith,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Beau Brummels,
Quantec,
Boz Scaggs,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tres Demented,
One Last Wish,
The Toasters,
Dark Day,
Janne Schatter,
The Doors,
Kenny Larkin,
Banda Bassotti,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül,
Laurel Aitken,
Anakelly,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Stooges,
Derrick Morgan,
The Moleskins,
Swans,
10cc,
Robert Wyatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Audionom,
Stiv Bators,
Cecil Taylor,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
La Düsseldorf,
Depeche Mode,
Average White Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warsaw,
The Dead C,
Au Pairs,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.