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 Uganda and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Janne Schatter to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
ABC,
Hasil Adkins,
Minnie Riperton,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Accadde A,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The American Breed,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pylon,
Roxy Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Toasters,
Yusef Lateef,
Depeche Mode,
Khruangbin,
Mandrill,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Görl,
The Fire Engines,
Ludus,
Darondo,
Lightning Bolt,
The Mojo Men,
The Slits,
Moebius,
Neil Young,
Tres Demented,
Thee Headcoats,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Essential Logic,
Amazonics,
Arthur Verocai,
Danielle Patucci,
The Kinks,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Flipper,
The Dirtbombs,
The Knickerbockers,
Matthew Halsall,
JFA,
The Saints,
Flash Fearless,
Average White Band,
Steve Hackett,
Lower 48,
Bob Dylan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Standells,
The Skatalites,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Zapp,
Warren Ellis,
Von Mondo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Banda Bassotti,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.