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 Benin 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the funk 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Boogie Down Productions,
Clear Light,
Soft Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun City Girls,
Second Layer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Sherman,
Iggy Pop,
ABBA,
Danielle Patucci,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joy Division,
The Associates,
Jerry's Kids,
Cal Tjader,
Black Pus,
Radiopuhelimet,
Loose Ends,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Carl Craig,
China Crisis,
MDC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Toni Rubio,
Stiv Bators,
Donny Hathaway,
Alphaville,
Bill Near,
Oneida,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Derrick Morgan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Martian,
Alice Coltrane,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeru the Damaja,
Siglo XX,
Grauzone,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Görl,
PIL,
Model 500,
Hoover,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
EPMD,
Dorothy Ashby,
Talk Talk,
Minnie Riperton,
DJ Style,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camberwell Now,
New Age Steppers,
Amon Düül,
Idris Muhammad,
The Mojo Men,
Main Source,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.