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 Hungary and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Leaves to the crunk 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül II,
Tears for Fears,
The Sound,
The Cure,
Excepter,
Freddie Wadling,
Deakin,
Bauhaus,
Yusef Lateef,
Skaos,
Mark Hollis,
Isaac Hayes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Intrusion,
Fluxion,
Thee Headcoats,
Trumans Water,
Unwound,
Cheater Slicks,
Alphaville,
The Seeds,
Saccharine Trust,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ituana,
Agent Orange,
Severed Heads,
Albert Ayler,
Sight & Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Faust,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Golliwogs,
Boredoms,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
R.M.O.,
Jerry's Kids,
Smog,
Lightning Bolt,
D'Angelo,
The Sonics,
the Germs,
Janne Schatter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Supertramp,
Lalann,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Holt,
Althea and Donna,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Altered Images,
Pole,
Sällskapet,
Scrapy,
MDC,
Ice-T,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.