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 Portugal and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the punk 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Model 500,
Icehouse,
Symarip,
The Offenders,
Second Layer,
Marc Almond,
Negative Approach,
Magma,
The Last Poets,
Fear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Davy DMX,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fall,
Gong,
Pierre Henry,
a-ha,
Bush Tetras,
Marvin Gaye,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Fugs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pulsallama,
Fatback Band,
Adolescents,
The Trojans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Piero Umiliani,
The Walker Brothers,
The Wake,
Sixth Finger,
Max Romeo,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobby Womack,
Hardrive,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Selecter,
Marmalade,
The Associates,
Pere Ubu,
Los Fastidios,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Quantec,
The Vogues,
Robert Wyatt,
MC5,
Sister Nancy,
Brass Construction,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker,
Tears for Fears,
Spandau Ballet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Desert Stars,
Lungfish,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.