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 United Kingdom and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eden Ahbez to the grime 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Skarface,
Isaac Hayes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ituana,
Neil Young,
Barry Ungar,
LL Cool J,
Peter and Kerry,
Dual Sessions,
Barrington Levy,
Sparks,
Sun City Girls,
Joy Division,
The New Christs,
Nas,
the Normal,
Funkadelic,
Organ,
Joensuu 1685,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fire Engines,
Loose Ends,
Roger Hodgson,
Stereo Dub,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David McCallum,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gories,
Sister Nancy,
Eric Copeland,
Kenny Larkin,
H. Thieme,
Byron Stingily,
The Litter,
Todd Rundgren,
Second Layer,
Kas Product,
Scott Walker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Toni Rubio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Human League,
Skaos,
Chris & Cosey,
Mantronix,
Technova,
Nick Fraelich,
Suburban Knight,
Maleditus Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Procol Harum,
A Certain Ratio,
Half Japanese,
Quantec,
Jeru the Damaja,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.