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 Qatar and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Al Stewart to the rock 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Hood,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Bananas,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cure,
New Order,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jacques Brel,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Siglo XX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bootsy Collins,
Albert Ayler,
Angry Samoans,
La Düsseldorf,
Fluxion,
Sarah Menescal,
Infiniti,
The Star Department,
Negative Approach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Procol Harum,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Music Machine,
Aaron Thompson,
Shoche,
Danielle Patucci,
Deepchord,
New Age Steppers,
Fat Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Mojo Men,
Heaven 17,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joe Smooth,
Hoover,
Section 25,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kayak,
Urselle,
Talk Talk,
Quando Quango,
Terry Callier,
the Slits,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rapeman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Quadrant,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jacob Miller,
Skaos,
Ornette Coleman,
The J.B.'s,
JFA,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.