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 Laos and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the electroclash 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Move,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Harry Pussy,
Japan,
Amon Düül,
Dual Sessions,
The Leaves,
Crash Course in Science,
Brand Nubian,
JFA,
Moss Icon,
The Martian,
Soft Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythm & Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Kayak,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Real Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
Sister Nancy,
Moebius,
Kurtis Blow,
UT,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Altered Images,
Jacob Miller,
The Busters,
Con Funk Shun,
Bad Manners,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Anthony Braxton,
Bluetip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Grey Daturas,
Gabor Szabo,
Danielle Patucci,
Steve Hackett,
Kas Product,
Ultra Naté,
Althea and Donna,
Angry Samoans,
Easy Going,
48th St. Collective,
Scratch Acid,
Yusef Lateef,
The Slackers,
Sonic Youth,
Yaz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Litter,
X-Ray Spex,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doors,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.