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 Qatar and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Curtis Mayfield to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Lynne,
Terry Callier,
Bootsy Collins,
Lyres,
Sixth Finger,
Ohio Players,
Carl Craig,
Motorama,
T. Rex,
Marmalade,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scan 7,
The J.B.'s,
The Durutti Column,
Chris Corsano,
New York Dolls,
Accadde A,
Rhythm & Sound,
One Last Wish,
Spoonie Gee,
Saccharine Trust,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ponytail,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Sonics,
Gichy Dan,
Oblivians,
Flash Fearless,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Duran Duran,
Lalo Schifrin,
Liliput,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Copeland,
Essential Logic,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Kinks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kerrie Biddell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Doors,
Jandek,
Amon Düül,
The Raincoats,
Hashim,
Deepchord,
Gabor Szabo,
The Wake,
Ten City,
Barclay James Harvest,
Swans,
The Vogues,
Barry Ungar,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.