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 Argentina and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Five Americans to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
New Order,
The Red Krayola,
Pole,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Blues Magoos,
Cameo,
Aural Exciters,
Subhumans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Pus,
This Heat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rapeman,
Bang On A Can,
The Sonics,
Peter and Kerry,
Gichy Dan,
Drexciya,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Blackbyrds,
Wings,
Yaz,
Max Romeo,
The Kinks,
Half Japanese,
Easy Going,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Remains,
Intrusion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Massinfluence,
The Moleskins,
Bauhaus,
ABC,
the Bar-Kays,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra,
The Star Department,
Jeff Mills,
Marvin Gaye,
Parry Music,
Second Layer,
The Doobie Brothers,
OOIOO,
Depeche Mode,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Altered Images,
Tim Buckley,
Skaos,
Faraquet,
Boredoms,
Angry Samoans,
Vladislav Delay,
Cheater Slicks,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mark Hollis,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.