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 Madagascar and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Robert Palmer 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 The Pretty Things to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Sherman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chrome,
Ornette Coleman,
China Crisis,
Isaac Hayes,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Velvet Underground,
The Shadows of Knight,
Warren Ellis,
Magazine,
Ludus,
Duran Duran,
La Düsseldorf,
Boredoms,
EPMD,
Janne Schatter,
Bluetip,
Deadbeat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bauhaus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
K-Klass,
Ponytail,
Gong,
John Cale,
Sarah Menescal,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Zeros,
Infiniti,
Moebius,
Dennis Brown,
Make Up,
New York Dolls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
The Barracudas,
Young Marble Giants,
Grauzone,
Essential Logic,
Ossler,
Soft Machine,
Symarip,
Bobby Womack,
James White and The Blacks,
Thompson Twins,
Theoretical Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tears for Fears,
Rites of Spring,
Con Funk Shun,
Barclay James Harvest,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chris & Cosey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
OOIOO,
Unwound, Unwound, Unwound, Unwound.
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.