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 Australia and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yaz to the techno 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Angels of Light,
China Crisis,
Neu!,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Wyatt,
Whodini,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tom Boy,
Hot Snakes,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang of Four,
Bill Wells,
Susan Cadogan,
cv313,
The Alarm Clocks,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Christie,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Smog,
Hasil Adkins,
New York Dolls,
Eric Copeland,
the Germs,
Barbara Tucker,
Silicon Teens,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter & Gordon,
Dennis Brown,
The Mummies,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Subhumans,
Anakelly,
The Cure,
Clear Light,
Danielle Patucci,
The Offenders,
Radio Birdman,
Bad Manners,
Desert Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nas,
Nico,
Animal Collective,
Ken Boothe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Red Krayola,
Cluster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Juan Atkins,
The Star Department,
Newcleus,
Isaac Hayes,
The United States of America,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Darondo,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.