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 Kosovo and from Jakarta.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 June of 44 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Ice-T,
the Human League,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quando Quango,
Section 25,
Sparks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Parry Music,
The Leaves,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Pus,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Barracudas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Charles Mingus,
Rapeman,
Shuggie Otis,
China Crisis,
The Kinks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacob Miller,
The Tremeloes,
The Invisible,
Marmalade,
Blake Baxter,
Scrapy,
Agent Orange,
Maurizio,
The Mojo Men,
Fear,
Marcia Griffiths,
Y Pants,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Man Parrish,
Drexciya,
Gang of Four,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Todd Rundgren,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MC5,
La Düsseldorf,
Silicon Teens,
Harmonia,
Pylon,
Roxy Music,
Sun Ra,
The Sound,
Outsiders,
The Trojans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
June of 44,
Bobby Womack,
Schoolly D,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deadbeat,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Wyatt,
Nick Fraelich,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.