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 Croatia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 organ 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 K-Klass to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '70s 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 Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Skarface,
Dawn Penn,
Rotary Connection,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Coltrane,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dead C,
One Last Wish,
Inner City,
Nirvana,
Popol Vuh,
Eden Ahbez,
The Beau Brummels,
Supertramp,
Blake Baxter,
Iggy Pop,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul II Soul,
Vladislav Delay,
China Crisis,
Mission of Burma,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Babytalk,
Soulsonic Force,
Ossler,
Anthony Braxton,
Khruangbin,
Byron Stingily,
Public Enemy,
AZ,
Audionom,
Arab on Radar,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monolake,
Wings,
Los Fastidios,
Sugar Minott,
Minor Threat,
U.S. Maple,
Marc Almond,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sex Pistols,
Gong,
The Black Dice,
The Trojans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Doors,
a-ha,
Groovy Waters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skaos,
the Normal,
Erasure,
These Immortal Souls,
Barrington Levy,
David Bowie,
John Foxx,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.