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 South Sudan and from Winnipeg.
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 Lagos and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Last Poets to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Q65,
Supertramp,
Wasted Youth,
The Beau Brummels,
Thompson Twins,
Monolake,
The Fuzztones,
Cameo,
The Walker Brothers,
Television Personalities,
Groovy Waters,
ABBA,
Al Stewart,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bootsy Collins,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Niagra,
Schoolly D,
The Fall,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Slick Rick,
DJ Sneak,
The Tremeloes,
LL Cool J,
Kas Product,
Colin Newman,
Derrick May,
Bush Tetras,
Bill Wells,
Crispian St. Peters,
Byron Stingily,
Audionom,
The Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
Lakeside,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tears for Fears,
Howard Jones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Flipper,
Todd Rundgren,
Procol Harum,
Spoonie Gee,
Siglo XX,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Second Layer,
Youth Brigade,
Stetsasonic,
The Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
cv313,
Make Up,
Khruangbin,
Joyce Sims,
Amon Düül II,
Mission of Burma,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.