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 Mozambique and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 10cc to the funk 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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Warsaw,
Jeff Lynne,
Shuggie Otis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pulsallama,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neil Young,
Yellowson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lindisfarne,
Bill Near,
Khruangbin,
Cameo,
Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Index,
Nas,
The Leaves,
Harry Pussy,
Grey Daturas,
Whodini,
Tubeway Army,
ABBA,
Bronski Beat,
Y Pants,
Von Mondo,
The Gap Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
Gang of Four,
Pylon,
Rakim,
Agitation Free,
Depeche Mode,
Outsiders,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
8 Eyed Spy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faust,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New Age Steppers,
The Neon Judgement,
Scientists,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ice-T,
Joey Negro,
The Slackers,
New Order,
Dark Day,
Maleditus Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
La Düsseldorf,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.