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 Marshall Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the rock 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The J.B.'s,
The Cowsills,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hardrive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bill Wells,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Birthday Party,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Count Five,
Von Mondo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camberwell Now,
kango's stein massive,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Raincoats,
Terry Callier,
Vainqueur,
Ohio Players,
Lower 48,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Association,
Infiniti,
Fad Gadget,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Main Source,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rufus Thomas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Q65,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rotary Connection,
Shoche,
Albert Ayler,
T.S.O.L.,
Marmalade,
Interpol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Isaac Hayes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Khruangbin,
Skaos,
Fugazi,
Circle Jerks,
Audionom,
Gerry Rafferty,
Aloha Tigers,
Amazonics,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Talk Talk,
X-102,
The Residents,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.