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 Italy and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Moody Blues to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Vogues,
The Blackbyrds,
The Slits,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Circle Jerks,
Letta Mbulu,
These Immortal Souls,
David Bowie,
The Kinks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Clear Light,
MDC,
Ultravox,
Reagan Youth,
Lebanon Hanover,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arthur Verocai,
Bill Wells,
Toni Rubio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Blues Magoos,
Eric Dolphy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television,
Icehouse,
Wings,
Ituana,
Soul II Soul,
Flamin' Groovies,
Electric Prunes,
Newcleus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joensuu 1685,
The Human League,
Grauzone,
Marshall Jefferson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nick Fraelich,
the Sonics,
Cymande,
Simply Red,
The Barracudas,
The Standells,
Robert Hood,
Model 500,
The Gap Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Goldenarms,
Brick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gong,
Cheater Slicks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.