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 Hungary and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jawbox 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Bang On A Can,
Unwound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Stooges,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fatback Band,
Von Mondo,
R.M.O.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rites of Spring,
The Pretty Things,
Model 500,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marvin Gaye,
Danielle Patucci,
Warren Ellis,
Sarah Menescal,
Clear Light,
The Smiths,
Cymande,
Rekid,
ABBA,
Toni Rubio,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultra Naté,
Bad Manners,
Sun Ra,
Wally Richardson,
Lalann,
Nick Fraelich,
Pierre Henry,
June of 44,
Mark Hollis,
John Holt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brand Nubian,
Surgeon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Second Layer,
Davy DMX,
The United States of America,
Intrusion,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
CMW,
Faust,
T.S.O.L.,
Oneida,
The Divine Comedy,
Matthew Halsall,
Supertramp,
Yusef Lateef,
Sight & Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Connie Case,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Warsaw,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.