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 Estonia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba 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 Nils Olav to the jazz 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Fad Gadget,
The Martian,
Delon & Dalcan,
Y Pants,
Maurizio,
Andrew Hill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ponytail,
Eric Copeland,
Babytalk,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
New Order,
Terry Callier,
Stetsasonic,
cv313,
Slave,
Gang Starr,
Basic Channel,
Derrick Morgan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cameo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grauzone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
Pussy Galore,
Kenny Larkin,
Glenn Branca,
The Trojans,
Joe Smooth,
Livin' Joy,
Panda Bear,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Todd Rundgren,
Brothers Johnson,
Marmalade,
K-Klass,
Angry Samoans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Velvet Underground,
The Evens,
The Gun Club,
Girls At Our Best!,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jandek,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobby Byrd,
Roxette,
David Axelrod,
Siglo XX,
E-Dancer,
the Human League,
Dark Day,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marine Girls,
Judy Mowatt,
EPMD,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.