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 Kosovo and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Gichy Dan to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Marvin Gaye,
The Associates,
Andrew Hill,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roxette,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Busters,
Dead Boys,
Popol Vuh,
The Modern Lovers,
Mantronix,
Black Moon,
New Order,
The Dead C,
Qualms,
Jeff Mills,
Danielle Patucci,
Alton Ellis,
Animal Collective,
X-101,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soft Cell,
The Monochrome Set,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Velvet Underground,
Marine Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
These Immortal Souls,
Deakin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Connie Case,
Angry Samoans,
Tom Boy,
The Black Dice,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Cale,
Monolake,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Swell Maps,
Idris Muhammad,
Max Romeo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick Morgan,
The Saints,
Simply Red,
Eddi Front,
Swans,
Bang On A Can,
The Zeros,
Interpol,
Pulsallama,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joe Finger,
Dave Gahan,
The Seeds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Boz Scaggs,
Roy Ayers,
Ituana,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.