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 Algeria and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cybotron 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Bush Tetras,
The Velvet Underground,
Mandrill,
Moss Icon,
Aaron Thompson,
Laurel Aitken,
Kevin Saunderson,
Josef K,
Joe Finger,
The Monks,
Blake Baxter,
Franke,
Banda Bassotti,
Zero Boys,
Lungfish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
X-Ray Spex,
Von Mondo,
Steve Hackett,
Jeff Lynne,
the Sonics,
Outsiders,
Delta 5,
Don Cherry,
World's Most,
Sam Rivers,
Oblivians,
Cheater Slicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tim Buckley,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marcia Griffiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nils Olav,
Masters at Work,
Marc Almond,
The Remains,
The Selecter,
Howard Jones,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Music Machine,
The Slackers,
Unrelated Segments,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
kango's stein massive,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cecil Taylor,
Archie Shepp,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flash Fearless,
Black Sheep,
Ralphi Rosario,
Circle Jerks,
Black Flag,
Soft Machine,
Khruangbin,
Dead Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.