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 Korea North and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ludus to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Bill Wells,
The Motions,
Lower 48,
The Smoke,
Nik Kershaw,
Mantronix,
Interpol,
The Blues Magoos,
The Litter,
Lou Christie,
Model 500,
Tim Buckley,
Todd Rundgren,
Letta Mbulu,
Jacques Brel,
Babytalk,
Monks,
Easy Going,
Y Pants,
X-101,
The Young Rascals,
Todd Terry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lucky Dragons,
Massinfluence,
48th St. Collective,
The Happenings,
Pierre Henry,
The Dead C,
Arthur Verocai,
Faust,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Lyres,
Guru Guru,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minor Threat,
Leonard Cohen,
The Star Department,
Roxy Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kevin Saunderson,
June Days,
June of 44,
Graham Central Station,
Rapeman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ultravox,
The Monochrome Set,
Eli Mardock,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Blossom Toes,
Toni Rubio,
Iggy Pop,
The Cure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Birthday Party,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Trumans Water,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.