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 Serbia and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Derrick May,
Subhumans,
Mars,
Tim Buckley,
Mark Hollis,
Soft Machine,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alphaville,
Robert Görl,
Nico,
Simply Red,
H. Thieme,
The Sonics,
Peter & Gordon,
Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Sonics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Faust,
The Skatalites,
The Offenders,
Yaz,
The Misunderstood,
Funky Four + One,
The Moleskins,
The Knickerbockers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Oneida,
Mad Mike,
ABC,
Ossler,
LL Cool J,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hot Snakes,
Vainqueur,
Eve St. Jones,
Ornette Coleman,
AZ,
Country Teasers,
T.S.O.L.,
CMW,
Marine Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
Fugazi,
Ken Boothe,
The Busters,
Gang of Four,
PIL,
The Star Department,
Flash Fearless,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sound Behaviour,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soulsonic Force,
Erasure,
Nirvana,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alton Ellis,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.