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 Ukraine and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Stockholm Monsters to the techno 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Terry Callier,
Albert Ayler,
Sandy B,
Andrew Hill,
Motorama,
The Smoke,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rapeman,
Lucky Dragons,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare,
Organ,
The Cowsills,
L. Decosne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jacques Brel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Essential Logic,
Aloha Tigers,
Rufus Thomas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Skriet,
Amon Düül,
Soft Machine,
FM Einheit,
Aural Exciters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fluxion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Selecter,
Oblivians,
Brand Nubian,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kerri Chandler,
The Saints,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jimmy McGriff,
Neu!,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
JFA,
Laurel Aitken,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Shoche,
Quantec,
The Residents,
Gang Green,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dennis Brown,
The Skatalites,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
Swell Maps,
Liliput,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.