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 Macedonia and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Adolescents to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Trumans Water,
Blossom Toes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Gladiators,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nas,
The Fall,
Eddi Front,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Essential Logic,
Mars,
Fad Gadget,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Remains,
Unwound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cowsills,
Joensuu 1685,
New Age Steppers,
Ponytail,
Outsiders,
F. McDonald,
Pere Ubu,
Hashim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minnie Riperton,
Underground Resistance,
These Immortal Souls,
Howard Jones,
Wings,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fela Kuti,
Man Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
D'Angelo,
Jandek,
The Names,
X-101,
Nirvana,
Arthur Verocai,
Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Birthday Party,
Monolake,
Amon Düül,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Pretty Things,
Peter and Kerry,
Cybotron,
The Martian,
Scion,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Clarke,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fire Engines,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.