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 Denmark and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Neon Judgement to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Godley & Creme,
John Holt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sällskapet,
Juan Atkins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kas Product,
The Kinks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The New Christs,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare,
Television Personalities,
The United States of America,
Bootsy Collins,
Brothers Johnson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alton Ellis,
Erykah Badu,
Toni Rubio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blossom Toes,
Lalann,
Scan 7,
X-Ray Spex,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultimate Spinach,
X-101,
Yazoo,
Fad Gadget,
Visage,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Section 25,
Nils Olav,
Albert Ayler,
Barclay James Harvest,
Babytalk,
Lakeside,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cramps,
John Foxx,
Donny Hathaway,
Piero Umiliani,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Amon Düül,
Wings,
Parry Music,
Matthew Halsall,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric B and Rakim,
Masters at Work,
Darondo,
The Moleskins,
Ossler,
Gang of Four,
Janne Schatter,
Dark Day,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Silicon Teens,
Moss Icon,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.