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 Ghana and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Motorama,
L. Decosne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Magma,
Bronski Beat,
Gabor Szabo,
The Barracudas,
Roxy Music,
Albert Ayler,
The Real Kids,
The Pop Group,
Thompson Twins,
Bang On A Can,
Cal Tjader,
The Smoke,
Alton Ellis,
Fat Boys,
The Trojans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Schoolly D,
ABBA,
Grey Daturas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Con Funk Shun,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Monochrome Set,
China Crisis,
Michelle Simonal,
Eric Dolphy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultravox,
Camberwell Now,
The Moleskins,
Todd Rundgren,
Davy DMX,
Scientists,
The Standells,
Second Layer,
Ornette Coleman,
Tears for Fears,
Electric Light Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
Eurythmics,
Robert Görl,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dual Sessions,
Amon Düül II,
Roger Hodgson,
Groovy Waters,
Agitation Free,
Wire,
Joe Finger,
the Normal,
Depeche Mode,
Urselle,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cybotron,
John Holt,
Qualms,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.