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 Singapore and from Delhi.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Sister Nancy to the disco 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
The Velvet Underground,
The Zeros,
Ponytail,
Sarah Menescal,
Banda Bassotti,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Black Moon,
Zero Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Green,
Symarip,
Trumans Water,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
CMW,
Lindisfarne,
The Monochrome Set,
Crispian St. Peters,
Don Cherry,
Popol Vuh,
Hot Snakes,
Ice-T,
X-101,
Grauzone,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dark Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Sheep,
Radiohead,
The Remains,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MDC,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott Heron,
La Düsseldorf,
Robert Wyatt,
David Bowie,
The Motions,
Simply Red,
Peter and Kerry,
The Names,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soulsonic Force,
The Blues Magoos,
Parry Music,
Loose Ends,
Rakim,
Black Flag,
Youth Brigade,
Roy Ayers,
EPMD,
Barclay James Harvest,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.