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 Accra.
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 Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 John Cale to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
PIL,
Young Marble Giants,
cv313,
Blake Baxter,
Bill Wells,
Andrew Hill,
Half Japanese,
Marc Almond,
Spandau Ballet,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dirtbombs,
Boz Scaggs,
Ronan,
Babytalk,
The Cowsills,
Maurizio,
The Gladiators,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Josef K,
Average White Band,
Pylon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Womack,
Robert Görl,
Icehouse,
Siglo XX,
Jacob Miller,
The Fugs,
Lou Christie,
Ponytail,
Minutemen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rotary Connection,
Crispy Ambulance,
Albert Ayler,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Panda Bear,
Eden Ahbez,
Mantronix,
H. Thieme,
World's Most,
Reagan Youth,
Bill Near,
The Knickerbockers,
Zapp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Trojans,
Joensuu 1685,
Kenny Larkin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Searchers,
John Coltrane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scan 7,
Warsaw,
John Lydon,
Clear Light,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.