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 Micronesia and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pierre Henry to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Oneida,
Ralphi Rosario,
Godley & Creme,
Kayak,
Visage,
A Certain Ratio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Lynne,
Interpol,
Deadbeat,
Zero Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
Urselle,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Durutti Column,
The Monks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Con Funk Shun,
Tubeway Army,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Walker Brothers,
Schoolly D,
Pussy Galore,
Rakim,
Curtis Mayfield,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rotary Connection,
ABC,
Subhumans,
John Cale,
Brand Nubian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
China Crisis,
ABBA,
Wire,
X-101,
Ornette Coleman,
Das Ding,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blancmange,
Sight & Sound,
DJ Style,
Rekid,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Inner City,
Depeche Mode,
Qualms,
Mo-Dettes,
Barrington Levy,
Vladislav Delay,
Nick Fraelich,
Stiv Bators,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Audionom,
Vainqueur,
Yusef Lateef,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Monolake,
Harpers Bizarre,
Khruangbin,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.