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 South Sudan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tommy Roe to the crunk 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Duran Duran,
Q and Not U,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Howard Jones,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Grass Roots,
Gang Starr,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Doors,
Altered Images,
Procol Harum,
Blake Baxter,
The Techniques,
Idris Muhammad,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Icehouse,
Toni Rubio,
Jandek,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Motions,
Nils Olav,
Ornette Coleman,
T. Rex,
One Last Wish,
Roxette,
Harmonia,
Al Stewart,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kayak,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Parry Music,
Can,
DJ Style,
Wally Richardson,
Oblivians,
Arthur Verocai,
Sight & Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Gregory Isaacs,
Inner City,
Silicon Teens,
Das Ding,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun Ra,
Sarah Menescal,
Negative Approach,
Laurel Aitken,
The Tremeloes,
Smog,
Gabor Szabo,
Derrick Morgan,
Charles Mingus,
The Invisible,
Alton Ellis,
Barrington Levy,
Morten Harket,
Excepter,
Judy Mowatt,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.