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 Luxembourg and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pharoah Sanders to the rap 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Quantec,
Rotary Connection,
Duran Duran,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Warsaw,
Camouflage,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Pus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Young Rascals,
Rod Modell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ten City,
Lou Christie,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mandrill,
Fear,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Durutti Column,
Jeff Lynne,
Spandau Ballet,
Juan Atkins,
The Names,
The Gap Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Barrington Levy,
The Martian,
Lakeside,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Khruangbin,
Cecil Taylor,
Crispian St. Peters,
Masters at Work,
Niagra,
the Soft Cell,
Chris & Cosey,
Slave,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Raincoats,
MDC,
Alice Coltrane,
Reagan Youth,
AZ,
The Gories,
Moebius,
Eden Ahbez,
Eurythmics,
Sarah Menescal,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Henry Cow,
Royal Trux,
Maurizio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Urselle,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.