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 Turkey and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ralphi Rosario to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Sällskapet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Trojans,
Harmonia,
Pulsallama,
Jeff Lynne,
Theoretical Girls,
Lower 48,
Danielle Patucci,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dual Sessions,
Black Moon,
Barbara Tucker,
Television,
Arcadia,
Soft Cell,
Skaos,
Scientists,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Arab on Radar,
Eve St. Jones,
DNA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Japan,
Nik Kershaw,
Section 25,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eurythmics,
Suburban Knight,
The Pop Group,
Vladislav Delay,
a-ha,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Loose Ends,
Trumans Water,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kas Product,
Deepchord,
Tim Buckley,
Model 500,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pantaleimon,
Severed Heads,
One Last Wish,
Connie Case,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Dead C,
Simply Red,
The Moleskins,
UT,
The Vogues,
Donny Hathaway,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.