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 Egypt and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Carl Craig to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Trumans Water,
Electric Light Orchestra,
KRS-One,
Nas,
Donny Hathaway,
Joe Finger,
Quando Quango,
Supertramp,
Ludus,
Toni Rubio,
Ten City,
Josef K,
Hardrive,
Chris & Cosey,
Roxy Music,
Dennis Brown,
Massinfluence,
Chrome,
Ice-T,
T. Rex,
Boredoms,
David McCallum,
The Wake,
Funkadelic,
Alton Ellis,
Kas Product,
Shuggie Otis,
Absolute Body Control,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eddi Front,
La Düsseldorf,
Pantytec,
Q65,
The United States of America,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rufus Thomas,
Pagans,
Niagra,
James White and The Blacks,
Wire,
Animal Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Los Fastidios,
Tommy Roe,
Thompson Twins,
Fatback Band,
The Angels of Light,
Warren Ellis,
Dual Sessions,
48th St. Collective,
LL Cool J,
Albert Ayler,
Quadrant,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Excepter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gap Band,
MDC,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.