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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator 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 Kayak to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Talk Talk,
Soft Cell,
The Gap Band,
Moss Icon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joey Negro,
Nils Olav,
The Velvet Underground,
Avey Tare,
Charles Mingus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Real Kids,
Marvin Gaye,
Negative Approach,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dead C,
Youth Brigade,
Junior Murvin,
Carl Craig,
Sugar Minott,
T.S.O.L.,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sonic Youth,
The Fugs,
Section 25,
Dorothy Ashby,
Black Moon,
a-ha,
Deepchord,
F. McDonald,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Blues Magoos,
Darondo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Todd Terry,
World's Most,
These Immortal Souls,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Saints,
X-102,
Mad Mike,
Reagan Youth,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q and Not U,
Accadde A,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeff Mills,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.