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 Benin and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare 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 Quando Quango to the grime 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Ponytail,
Radiohead,
Pierre Henry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harry Pussy,
The Smiths,
Letta Mbulu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Coltrane,
Von Mondo,
Nils Olav,
Flipper,
The Skatalites,
Black Pus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Josef K,
Oblivians,
Flash Fearless,
Intrusion,
Tom Boy,
Sam Rivers,
John Foxx,
The Fuzztones,
The Sonics,
Maleditus Sound,
The Remains,
A Certain Ratio,
Glenn Branca,
Jawbox,
Fela Kuti,
Hashim,
Wings,
A Flock of Seagulls,
K-Klass,
Wolf Eyes,
Arcadia,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Reuben Wilson,
Matthew Halsall,
Livin' Joy,
The Mojo Men,
FM Einheit,
Cluster,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sexual Harrassment,
Magma,
China Crisis,
Yazoo,
The Beau Brummels,
Anthony Braxton,
Wire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
10cc,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Lydon,
Ten City,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.