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 Zimbabwe and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Lungfish,
Brass Construction,
48th St. Collective,
The Kinks,
Roxette,
Half Japanese,
Cecil Taylor,
H. Thieme,
The Stooges,
Delta 5,
La Düsseldorf,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Slackers,
Dark Day,
the Swans,
KRS-One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonny Sharrock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Piero Umiliani,
Gichy Dan,
Accadde A,
Aswad,
Kurtis Blow,
The Skatalites,
the Fania All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
Average White Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Neon Judgement,
Panda Bear,
Al Stewart,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
E-Dancer,
Talk Talk,
The Birthday Party,
Radio Birdman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Avey Tare,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Japan,
Crime,
Procol Harum,
The Black Dice,
Swans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
China Crisis,
Alison Limerick,
CMW,
Adolescents,
Barrington Levy,
Joe Smooth,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Make Up,
Black Sheep,
Ponytail,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jeff Lynne,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.