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 Sudan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Mission of Burma,
Howard Jones,
Harmonia,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Association,
Faraquet,
Glenn Branca,
The Tremeloes,
E-Dancer,
Donald Byrd,
Negative Approach,
Aswad,
Sam Rivers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deadbeat,
Junior Murvin,
Qualms,
Donny Hathaway,
Alison Limerick,
Sixth Finger,
Pylon,
This Heat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Iggy Pop,
Dave Gahan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deakin,
The Gun Club,
Cymande,
Surgeon,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fire Engines,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kaleidoscope,
China Crisis,
Spandau Ballet,
Slick Rick,
Rakim,
Monolake,
David Axelrod,
Camouflage,
The Last Poets,
Subhumans,
The Fall,
cv313,
Animal Collective,
Fear,
Panda Bear,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Second Layer,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visage,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sonic Youth,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.