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 Bhutan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sound Behaviour to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Smiths,
Sparks,
T.S.O.L.,
Negative Approach,
Juan Atkins,
Soulsonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
Letta Mbulu,
Robert Görl,
The Raincoats,
Quantec,
Bobby Womack,
ABC,
Gong,
D'Angelo,
The Doors,
Alton Ellis,
X-102,
Symarip,
Eddi Front,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
FM Einheit,
Youth Brigade,
Barbara Tucker,
Ronan,
JFA,
The Grass Roots,
Bill Near,
The Gun Club,
Harmonia,
Quadrant,
Ponytail,
Michelle Simonal,
Maleditus Sound,
KRS-One,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spandau Ballet,
Franke,
David Axelrod,
Model 500,
The Mojo Men,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Saints,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chris & Cosey,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Joensuu 1685,
Khruangbin,
The Happenings,
Yusef Lateef,
Robert Hood,
Todd Terry,
The Slackers,
The Cramps,
Oneida,
the Swans,
The Fortunes,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.