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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Johnny Clarke to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Soft Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minutemen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Christie,
The Grass Roots,
Smog,
Schoolly D,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lungfish,
Pulsallama,
T. Rex,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultimate Spinach,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Matthew Halsall,
Erasure,
Swell Maps,
The Monochrome Set,
Idris Muhammad,
Man Eating Sloth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dead Boys,
The Human League,
Mo-Dettes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Connie Case,
Tommy Roe,
Brothers Johnson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Monks,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Tremeloes,
The Blues Magoos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fluxion,
Fad Gadget,
The Move,
Sight & Sound,
The Remains,
Lakeside,
Bobby Womack,
Siglo XX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Oneida,
Lightning Bolt,
Jimmy McGriff,
Procol Harum,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
MDC,
Roy Ayers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barrington Levy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.