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 Finland and from New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 La Düsseldorf to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
AZ,
Severed Heads,
Charles Mingus,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fire Engines,
Sugar Minott,
The Sound,
FM Einheit,
Aswad,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Associates,
Metal Thangz,
Gang of Four,
Rod Modell,
Bronski Beat,
The Gap Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Andrew Hill,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mark Hollis,
The Black Dice,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Happenings,
X-101,
Jeff Lynne,
Anakelly,
Albert Ayler,
Gichy Dan,
Alphaville,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vainqueur,
Angry Samoans,
Peter & Gordon,
Amazonics,
Stetsasonic,
Black Flag,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sparks,
Iggy Pop,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
CMW,
Gang Starr,
Rufus Thomas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gun Club,
The Selecter,
Prince Buster,
Bauhaus,
The Knickerbockers,
Matthew Bourne,
Graham Central Station,
The Victims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kas Product,
the Sonics,
T. Rex,
Skriet,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.