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 Czech Republic and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 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 Pierre Henry to the rap 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Jerry's Kids,
Funky Four + One,
Tubeway Army,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Spoonie Gee,
Radiohead,
Aloha Tigers,
Procol Harum,
Patti Smith,
The Gories,
Los Fastidios,
Blossom Toes,
Pole,
Eden Ahbez,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Desert Stars,
the Normal,
Boz Scaggs,
Zapp,
New York Dolls,
X-101,
Bang On A Can,
Moss Icon,
Cecil Taylor,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Alphaville,
U.S. Maple,
Sun City Girls,
This Heat,
Jandek,
Youth Brigade,
Hardrive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Todd Rundgren,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brand Nubian,
Kayak,
Index,
The Neon Judgement,
Eurythmics,
The Index,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dead C,
Hoover,
Jawbox,
Bad Manners,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Mojo Men,
The Pretty Things,
Barbara Tucker,
Anthony Braxton,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aswad,
The Grass Roots,
Television,
Oblivians,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Angels of Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.