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 Eritrea and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Todd Rundgren to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Rosa Yemen,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fear,
Jacob Miller,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cybotron,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Standells,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Essential Logic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Parry Music,
Make Up,
Godley & Creme,
The Velvet Underground,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Henry Cow,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Delon & Dalcan,
kango's stein massive,
Dave Gahan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shuggie Otis,
Infiniti,
The New Christs,
UT,
Public Enemy,
The Associates,
Unwound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wally Richardson,
Sonny Sharrock,
MDC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Outsiders,
The Barracudas,
Amon Düül,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
The Skatalites,
Anakelly,
Joe Smooth,
DJ Style,
Toni Rubio,
Maurizio,
Tommy Roe,
Model 500,
The Trojans,
The Toasters,
Pole,
Delta 5,
Organ,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.