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 East Timor and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Mary Jane Girls to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Nico,
Cluster,
Das Ding,
Hoover,
John Holt,
Country Teasers,
Tres Demented,
Skriet,
Clear Light,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Khruangbin,
The Buckinghams,
The Smiths,
DJ Style,
Angry Samoans,
Reuben Wilson,
Nick Fraelich,
Marshall Jefferson,
Yusef Lateef,
Dead Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
The Misunderstood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gichy Dan,
Marine Girls,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Henry Cow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Residents,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Harmonia,
the Germs,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Patti Smith,
Quadrant,
Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David Axelrod,
Aaron Thompson,
Archie Shepp,
Japan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
David Bowie,
cv313,
Faraquet,
Tomorrow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rufus Thomas,
Lalann,
Guru Guru,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Sonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ronan,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.