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 Vietnam and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Ken Boothe to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sugar Minott,
Gichy Dan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Janne Schatter,
Nik Kershaw,
Mars,
Iggy Pop,
Inner City,
the Association,
Sexual Harrassment,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
FM Einheit,
Jerry's Kids,
Scientists,
Intrusion,
Rekid,
Young Marble Giants,
UT,
Marmalade,
Hashim,
Drive Like Jehu,
Robert Wyatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sam Rivers,
Rakim,
Joey Negro,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bluetip,
Accadde A,
Lungfish,
The Black Dice,
The Standells,
Grey Daturas,
Joyce Sims,
The Beau Brummels,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Finger,
B.T. Express,
Johnny Clarke,
Hasil Adkins,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Slits,
New Order,
Bang On A Can,
The Index,
Radiohead,
Andrew Hill,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Görl,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joensuu 1685,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.