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 Burkina and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron 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 Delon & Dalcan to the grime 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Jacques Brel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Suburban Knight,
Organ,
Anthony Braxton,
Minny Pops,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tom Boy,
Main Source,
Lou Reed,
The Invisible,
Deadbeat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wally Richardson,
Brass Construction,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Foxx,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cal Tjader,
Sister Nancy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sam Rivers,
Little Man,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Colin Newman,
The Raincoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Blackbyrds,
The Trojans,
Stetsasonic,
Pierre Henry,
10cc,
Kevin Saunderson,
Basic Channel,
The Misunderstood,
The Black Dice,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Malaria!,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Barracudas,
Kurtis Blow,
The Associates,
The Victims,
Eric Copeland,
Radiopuhelimet,
Danielle Patucci,
The Human League,
K-Klass,
Cecil Taylor,
Rakim,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.