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 Kyrgyzstan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alice Coltrane to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Dave Gahan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Radiohead,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nik Kershaw,
The Star Department,
Neu!,
Dual Sessions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Sherman,
Alison Limerick,
Essential Logic,
Idris Muhammad,
The Leaves,
Scott Walker,
Todd Terry,
Country Teasers,
Deakin,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Funkadelic,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Womack,
PIL,
The Pretty Things,
The Vogues,
Severed Heads,
Negative Approach,
Rekid,
Laurel Aitken,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ice-T,
Joe Smooth,
Motorama,
Josef K,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rod Modell,
The Selecter,
EPMD,
Marshall Jefferson,
Depeche Mode,
Simply Red,
CMW,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Sneak,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash,
Symarip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jeru the Damaja,
U.S. Maple,
Fela Kuti,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marcia Griffiths,
Godley & Creme,
Jacques Brel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.