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 Italy and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ornette Coleman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Leonard Cohen,
Gong,
The Music Machine,
Blossom Toes,
Moss Icon,
Anthony Braxton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
48th St. Collective,
The Cowsills,
Scott Walker,
One Last Wish,
Black Flag,
Anakelly,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Wells,
David McCallum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
Wings,
Television Personalities,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roy Ayers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Dolphy,
Rod Modell,
Duran Duran,
Accadde A,
Sparks,
Wolf Eyes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gap Band,
Donny Hathaway,
The American Breed,
Amon Düül,
AZ,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Letta Mbulu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roxy Music,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brand Nubian,
Sun Ra,
The Real Kids,
The Happenings,
Delta 5,
The Angels of Light,
Goldenarms,
In Retrospect,
Shuggie Otis,
Qualms,
The Trojans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jawbox,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.