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 Peru and from Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Delta 5 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Scion,
The Fortunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Panda Bear,
The Seeds,
Don Cherry,
Marvin Gaye,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
One Last Wish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roxette,
Soft Machine,
Jacob Miller,
Mad Mike,
Bob Dylan,
Fela Kuti,
Drexciya,
Second Layer,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick May,
Crash Course in Science,
Pagans,
The Slackers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lightning Bolt,
Sparks,
The Fire Engines,
Malaria!,
Los Fastidios,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Smog,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fall,
The Music Machine,
The Move,
The Invisible,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sound Behaviour,
Ten City,
Y Pants,
Monolake,
The Residents,
Moss Icon,
Leonard Cohen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
AZ,
Agent Orange,
Laurel Aitken,
Ice-T,
Amon Düül II,
Soulsonic Force,
Alison Limerick,
Godley & Creme,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fifty Foot Hose,
KRS-One,
Nas,
Sugar Minott,
Khruangbin,
Magma,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.