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 Italy and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Main Source,
Vainqueur,
Sixth Finger,
Rotary Connection,
Morten Harket,
F. McDonald,
Qualms,
The Black Dice,
Graham Central Station,
Jeff Mills,
The Evens,
Joyce Sims,
Outsiders,
Robert Wyatt,
Reagan Youth,
Dave Gahan,
Nas,
Hoover,
Inner City,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Invisible,
Reuben Wilson,
Toni Rubio,
Josef K,
Laurel Aitken,
Wolf Eyes,
Livin' Joy,
Yusef Lateef,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric Copeland,
Buzzcocks,
Yazoo,
Piero Umiliani,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Birthday Party,
Bootsy Collins,
Nico,
the Bar-Kays,
Model 500,
Marmalade,
the Human League,
Das Ding,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Jerry's Kids,
Pylon,
Bang On A Can,
Rakim,
Chrome,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
The Walker Brothers,
FM Einheit,
Eddi Front,
cv313,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.