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 Guatemala and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Harmonia,
The Velvet Underground,
Newcleus,
The Fuzztones,
Monks,
Simply Red,
Anthony Braxton,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter & Gordon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
T.S.O.L.,
Black Bananas,
Spoonie Gee,
Pantaleimon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
JFA,
Inner City,
Sex Pistols,
Susan Cadogan,
Lakeside,
Joy Division,
Groovy Waters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barry Ungar,
A Flock of Seagulls,
A Certain Ratio,
Kenny Larkin,
Procol Harum,
David Bowie,
Delta 5,
Bad Manners,
The Saints,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Urselle,
Peter and Kerry,
Sixth Finger,
Sam Rivers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Talk Talk,
Eric Copeland,
Quando Quango,
The Standells,
Scientists,
The Monochrome Set,
Dual Sessions,
Wolf Eyes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Connie Case,
Guru Guru,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rotary Connection,
T. Rex,
Aloha Tigers,
Suburban Knight,
Prince Buster,
Public Enemy,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.