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 Poland and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Rakim,
Newcleus,
The Zeros,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Sherman,
The Trojans,
Half Japanese,
the Association,
The Neon Judgement,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marmalade,
Aural Exciters,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lower 48,
Massinfluence,
Guru Guru,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ludus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Amon Düül,
The Move,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
kango's stein massive,
Rites of Spring,
Drexciya,
Bill Near,
The Leaves,
Amon Düül II,
Adolescents,
Thee Headcoats,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Popol Vuh,
Pantytec,
Aloha Tigers,
Motorama,
Albert Ayler,
Dennis Brown,
Pere Ubu,
Matthew Halsall,
L. Decosne,
The Residents,
Man Eating Sloth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jeff Mills,
The Smiths,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Model 500,
Al Stewart,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cheater Slicks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Technova,
The Dirtbombs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Skatalites,
Bob Dylan,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.