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 Seychelles and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Crash Course in Science to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
The Young Rascals,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Man Parrish,
The Black Dice,
Pylon,
Royal Trux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Christie,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Warsaw,
The Seeds,
Cluster,
Mark Hollis,
Interpol,
Isaac Hayes,
Mars,
Blossom Toes,
Bootsy Collins,
Tommy Roe,
Nirvana,
Pet Shop Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quadrant,
The Beau Brummels,
Radio Birdman,
Leonard Cohen,
OOIOO,
The Pretty Things,
The Fortunes,
James White and The Blacks,
The Golliwogs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tomorrow,
Mantronix,
The Zeros,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liliput,
Grandmaster Flash,
Livin' Joy,
Graham Central Station,
Todd Rundgren,
The Doobie Brothers,
Davy DMX,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hardrive,
Alice Coltrane,
Flipper,
Technova,
Marvin Gaye,
Monks,
Hasil Adkins,
Archie Shepp,
Brothers Johnson,
Ohio Players,
The Birthday Party,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.