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 Qatar and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 harpsichord 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 Wolf Eyes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Wings,
The Evens,
The Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
Nirvana,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rekid,
The Busters,
Nas,
Drexciya,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Quantec,
Faust,
Josef K,
DJ Style,
The Blackbyrds,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Doors,
DJ Sneak,
Soulsonic Force,
Albert Ayler,
Yazoo,
Amon Düül II,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flash Fearless,
Pagans,
Inner City,
Yusef Lateef,
Alton Ellis,
Patti Smith,
James White and The Blacks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terry Callier,
X-101,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hashim,
MC5,
Parry Music,
Robert Hood,
Joe Finger,
Colin Newman,
Pole,
Neu!,
Rites of Spring,
Blake Baxter,
Crime,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ossler,
Electric Prunes,
Technova,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eve St. Jones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sugar Minott,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sister Nancy,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.