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 Turkmenistan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron 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 Gang of Four to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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 Velvet Underground,
Minor Threat,
Freddie Wadling,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roy Ayers,
Black Sheep,
Altered Images,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lightning Bolt,
Das Ding,
Sixth Finger,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Michelle Simonal,
Skaos,
Siglo XX,
Boogie Down Productions,
Radiohead,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Motions,
Eric B and Rakim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terry Callier,
Harmonia,
Henry Cow,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Sherman,
Tom Boy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Laurel Aitken,
The Black Dice,
The Standells,
The Gap Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lebanon Hanover,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aswad,
The Durutti Column,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lyres,
Bootsy Collins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
10cc,
Rhythm & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
Joe Finger,
The Divine Comedy,
Circle Jerks,
D'Angelo,
Barbara Tucker,
Wasted Youth,
Whodini,
The Gun Club,
The Fuzztones,
Cymande,
Quando Quango,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Delta 5,
Skriet,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.