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 Mexico and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Fall to the disco 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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Model 500,
Arab on Radar,
Sound Behaviour,
the Human League,
Trumans Water,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Mills,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rosa Yemen,
Hashim,
Tres Demented,
Soft Machine,
Sparks,
The Monochrome Set,
R.M.O.,
Stereo Dub,
The Seeds,
The Kinks,
Rites of Spring,
The Moleskins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terry Callier,
X-102,
Sixth Finger,
Cymande,
Crooked Eye,
LL Cool J,
The Evens,
Jandek,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
KRS-One,
The Blues Magoos,
Magazine,
Sonic Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Danielle Patucci,
The Red Krayola,
the Sonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Brass Construction,
Bush Tetras,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Wyatt,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
Niagra,
Robert Hood,
Darondo,
The Cramps,
Bill Near,
Robert Görl,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crash Course in Science,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lakeside,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.