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 Taiwan and from Paris.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator 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 The Seeds to the rock 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Steve Hackett,
X-Ray Spex,
Maurizio,
John Lydon,
Swell Maps,
Colin Newman,
Icehouse,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bootsy Collins,
Television,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Essential Logic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stereo Dub,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lower 48,
Gabor Szabo,
Laurel Aitken,
Pharoah Sanders,
These Immortal Souls,
Oneida,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bob Dylan,
Young Marble Giants,
John Cale,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Thompson Twins,
The Martian,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Make Up,
Marmalade,
Blossom Toes,
MDC,
Eurythmics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Peter and Kerry,
Monolake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scion,
Aaron Thompson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pere Ubu,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dawn Penn,
Moebius,
The Misunderstood,
Ornette Coleman,
The Busters,
the Germs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mark Hollis,
Bad Manners,
Lou Reed,
Joyce Sims,
Faust,
In Retrospect,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.