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 Guatemala 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lyres to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Offenders,
Scion,
Roy Ayers,
Qualms,
Silicon Teens,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Carl Craig,
Malaria!,
Fad Gadget,
The Knickerbockers,
The Barracudas,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slits,
Funky Four + One,
The Doors,
MC5,
Audionom,
Mars,
Anthony Braxton,
Joyce Sims,
Man Parrish,
Roger Hodgson,
Sun City Girls,
Technova,
Steve Hackett,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Happenings,
DJ Style,
Country Joe & The Fish,
U.S. Maple,
China Crisis,
Neu!,
Lindisfarne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Invisible,
Lakeside,
The Saints,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Accadde A,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moss Icon,
The Smiths,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stereo Dub,
The Angels of Light,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Zero Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lyres,
The Selecter,
FM Einheit,
The Slackers,
The Leaves,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roxy Music,
Ossler,
Quadrant,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.