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 Iraq and from Seoul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kaleidoscope to the grime 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Moss Icon,
Oblivians,
Alice Coltrane,
Brass Construction,
Yusef Lateef,
Freddie Wadling,
K-Klass,
Sandy B,
Fugazi,
Lou Christie,
Yaz,
Eric Dolphy,
Circle Jerks,
The Divine Comedy,
Neu!,
Television Personalities,
Dual Sessions,
Blake Baxter,
Gichy Dan,
Junior Murvin,
The Busters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Pretty Things,
Mark Hollis,
Chrome,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scrapy,
Ludus,
the Slits,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dead Boys,
Panda Bear,
Steve Hackett,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sällskapet,
Slave,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
The Invisible,
Simply Red,
Visage,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Blues Magoos,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
ABBA,
Andrew Hill,
Grey Daturas,
New York Dolls,
Siglo XX,
World's Most,
The Monochrome Set,
Bill Near,
The New Christs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick May,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ronan,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.