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 Yemen and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lakeside to the rap 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Tomorrow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Technova,
Bootsy Collins,
The Divine Comedy,
Tears for Fears,
Rakim,
Urselle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Harmonia,
These Immortal Souls,
Bluetip,
The Barracudas,
Mantronix,
The Modern Lovers,
Simply Red,
Delta 5,
Minor Threat,
Erasure,
Maurizio,
Glenn Branca,
Mars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wasted Youth,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeff Mills,
Massinfluence,
The Blues Magoos,
June Days,
Television Personalities,
Wally Richardson,
The Misunderstood,
U.S. Maple,
Steve Hackett,
Howard Jones,
The Sisters of Mercy,
X-102,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Residents,
Clear Light,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sam Rivers,
The Music Machine,
Eli Mardock,
The Birthday Party,
Thompson Twins,
Scratch Acid,
Pantaleimon,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
The Associates,
Danielle Patucci,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann,
Scrapy,
Sällskapet,
Stereo Dub,
The Happenings,
The J.B.'s,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.