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 Uzbekistan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultimate Spinach to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Audionom,
Tres Demented,
The Leaves,
Idris Muhammad,
The Star Department,
U.S. Maple,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sugar Minott,
Minny Pops,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Misunderstood,
Kerri Chandler,
Von Mondo,
The Music Machine,
Amon Düül II,
Ultra Naté,
Ludus,
JFA,
Harpers Bizarre,
Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rotary Connection,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ponytail,
Minor Threat,
Alton Ellis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pantytec,
Funky Four + One,
T.S.O.L.,
The Sonics,
Severed Heads,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Womack,
Freddie Wadling,
Quando Quango,
The Young Rascals,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crooked Eye,
The Residents,
Jeff Lynne,
Matthew Bourne,
Pere Ubu,
Joe Finger,
Half Japanese,
Altered Images,
Tomorrow,
Jerry's Kids,
The Stooges,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rosa Yemen,
Procol Harum,
Mr. Review,
Hoover,
Marc Almond,
The Fall,
The Dead C,
Minnie Riperton,
Skriet,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.