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 Brunei and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Minny Pops,
The Leaves,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Malaria!,
Absolute Body Control,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ohio Players,
Nico,
Young Marble Giants,
Spoonie Gee,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Franke,
Qualms,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Star Department,
Moss Icon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Little Man,
Letta Mbulu,
Eddi Front,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sonic Youth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cluster,
Cal Tjader,
Darondo,
Hot Snakes,
Con Funk Shun,
Amazonics,
ABBA,
L. Decosne,
Roger Hodgson,
Janne Schatter,
Robert Görl,
Skarface,
Jacob Miller,
Skaos,
John Holt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Main Source,
Fatback Band,
Moby Grape,
Nick Fraelich,
CMW,
Second Layer,
Lungfish,
Animal Collective,
Lindisfarne,
Roy Ayers,
Joensuu 1685,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.