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 Dominica and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Desert Stars,
Brick,
The Cure,
The Happenings,
The Invisible,
Mo-Dettes,
Dennis Brown,
Swell Maps,
The Monks,
The Seeds,
Colin Newman,
Technova,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pantaleimon,
One Last Wish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Soft Cell,
Matthew Bourne,
Amon Düül,
The Sonics,
Royal Trux,
Sparks,
Roxy Music,
Cameo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Smog,
The Monochrome Set,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rapeman,
Zero Boys,
Bush Tetras,
Ohio Players,
Barrington Levy,
Mark Hollis,
La Düsseldorf,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pussy Galore,
Mad Mike,
Mandrill,
New York Dolls,
Yusef Lateef,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jawbox,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Teasers,
Siglo XX,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moss Icon,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fatback Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Simply Red,
Lyres,
Delta 5,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.