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 Saudi Arabia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Eurythmics to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Panda Bear,
Nico,
Eric Dolphy,
K-Klass,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Amon Düül II,
Oblivians,
Joyce Sims,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sixth Finger,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fluxion,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Babytalk,
Ken Boothe,
The Misunderstood,
Steve Hackett,
Sex Pistols,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mission of Burma,
Nirvana,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Junior Murvin,
The Offenders,
Hasil Adkins,
Sandy B,
Darondo,
The Cure,
The Residents,
Donny Hathaway,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Max Romeo,
Jacques Brel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alice Coltrane,
Cluster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
James White and The Blacks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pierre Henry,
Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bill Wells,
Q65,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Delta 5,
Pantytec,
Dawn Penn,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kevin Saunderson,
June of 44,
Procol Harum,
The Stooges,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiopuhelimet,
Magma,
The Smoke,
The Leaves,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.