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 Bahamas and from Lille.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Arab on Radar 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
Black Sheep,
Eve St. Jones,
Tubeway Army,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pere Ubu,
Fluxion,
Black Moon,
Saccharine Trust,
Alton Ellis,
Tres Demented,
The Black Dice,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Associates,
U.S. Maple,
The Moleskins,
Minnie Riperton,
Anakelly,
Vainqueur,
Ohio Players,
New Order,
Country Teasers,
Unrelated Segments,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Last Poets,
The Knickerbockers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kas Product,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dawn Penn,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Kinks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Warren Ellis,
Eric Dolphy,
Supertramp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABC,
Can,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Holt,
Dark Day,
The Walker Brothers,
Metal Thangz,
Accadde A,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cluster,
Gabor Szabo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Tremeloes,
Magma,
Iggy Pop,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
OOIOO,
Spoonie Gee,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.