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 Brunei and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Michelle Simonal to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 theremin and a rhodes 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 a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
The Dead C,
The Slits,
Black Flag,
Rites of Spring,
Lightning Bolt,
The Associates,
New Order,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Los Fastidios,
Tres Demented,
Josef K,
Panda Bear,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Misunderstood,
Au Pairs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dawn Penn,
Mary Jane Girls,
Anthony Braxton,
Ituana,
The New Christs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Toni Rubio,
The Stooges,
Peter and Kerry,
Sight & Sound,
Fela Kuti,
Trumans Water,
Slave,
Average White Band,
The Skatalites,
Pole,
Pylon,
Nick Fraelich,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cluster,
The Tremeloes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lindisfarne,
Pulsallama,
Nico,
This Heat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Agitation Free,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pantaleimon,
Eric Copeland,
Laurel Aitken,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Archie Shepp,
Ice-T,
Quantec,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mission of Burma,
One Last Wish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.