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 Cyprus and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
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 Patti Smith to the rock 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
The Toasters,
Q and Not U,
Fad Gadget,
Gang of Four,
World's Most,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mark Hollis,
Zero Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobby Byrd,
Leonard Cohen,
Niagra,
Malaria!,
Tears for Fears,
The Vogues,
The Wake,
Minnie Riperton,
Barbara Tucker,
Bad Manners,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
Colin Newman,
John Cale,
Minutemen,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Circle Jerks,
The Barracudas,
Von Mondo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wolf Eyes,
Yusef Lateef,
The Moleskins,
Harmonia,
Crime,
Eric Copeland,
Drexciya,
Pussy Galore,
Johnny Osbourne,
Freddie Wadling,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Human League,
The Last Poets,
Lower 48,
Black Moon,
Glenn Branca,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fire Engines,
L. Decosne,
Soul II Soul,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
B.T. Express,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moebius,
Skriet,
The Fuzztones,
Essential Logic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radiohead,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.