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 Marshall Islands and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Maleditus Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Tomorrow,
Bootsy Collins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Neu!,
The Techniques,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mummies,
Tres Demented,
Pantaleimon,
John Foxx,
Parry Music,
The Young Rascals,
Sugar Minott,
DJ Sneak,
Urselle,
Radiopuhelimet,
FM Einheit,
Alice Coltrane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gong,
The Gun Club,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Pretty Things,
The Slackers,
The Smiths,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Lee Hazlewood,
Delta 5,
Supertramp,
Massinfluence,
PIL,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Axelrod,
L. Decosne,
T.S.O.L.,
Scrapy,
Saccharine Trust,
Chris & Cosey,
Idris Muhammad,
UT,
The Kinks,
Ponytail,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Christie,
Television,
Qualms,
The American Breed,
The Music Machine,
Kenny Larkin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Quadrant,
The Evens,
the Sonics,
Eddi Front,
Morten Harket,
Ultra Naté,
The Velvet Underground,
Gang Green,
Moss Icon,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.