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 Malaysia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boz Scaggs,
Guru Guru,
The Smoke,
Saccharine Trust,
The Gun Club,
Nas,
Yazoo,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Harmonia,
Sandy B,
Ohio Players,
The Smiths,
Depeche Mode,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zero Boys,
Moby Grape,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thee Headcoats,
Jacob Miller,
Funky Four + One,
David Axelrod,
Patti Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unrelated Segments,
John Lydon,
Intrusion,
Byron Stingily,
Jeff Lynne,
Alison Limerick,
Popol Vuh,
The Doobie Brothers,
Excepter,
David McCallum,
Warren Ellis,
Derrick Morgan,
Pantytec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Remains,
Joey Negro,
World's Most,
Clear Light,
Terrestrial Tones,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
X-101,
Camberwell Now,
Carl Craig,
Fat Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Rufus Thomas,
Das Ding,
Dark Day,
Panda Bear,
Liliput,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.