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 Zimbabwe and from Stockholm.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 Heaven 17 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Massinfluence,
D'Angelo,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang Starr,
Sugar Minott,
Hasil Adkins,
John Foxx,
The Toasters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The American Breed,
Zero Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bad Manners,
Isaac Hayes,
Unwound,
The Kinks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marc Almond,
Minny Pops,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Soft Cell,
Groovy Waters,
Newcleus,
Pantaleimon,
Chrome,
Banda Bassotti,
Nico,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bob Dylan,
Alphaville,
F. McDonald,
Black Moon,
the Swans,
Funkadelic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terry Callier,
Glenn Branca,
Black Flag,
Silicon Teens,
Johnny Osbourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Guru Guru,
Albert Ayler,
The Divine Comedy,
The Slackers,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Slits,
Derrick Morgan,
Excepter,
The Blackbyrds,
Slave,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gladiators,
Althea and Donna,
Jawbox,
Technova,
Aural Exciters,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.