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 Mexico City.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alice Coltrane to the crunk 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Quadrant,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Howard Jones,
Chrome,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Urselle,
The Electric Prunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sex Pistols,
Graham Central Station,
Eve St. Jones,
Buzzcocks,
The Golliwogs,
Barry Ungar,
China Crisis,
Scientists,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang of Four,
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
Mo-Dettes,
Josef K,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bad Manners,
Prince Buster,
Crime,
The Names,
The Associates,
The Victims,
Bill Wells,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camberwell Now,
Cecil Taylor,
Ludus,
Parry Music,
Sonic Youth,
Jerry's Kids,
Althea and Donna,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marmalade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Martian,
Mad Mike,
Letta Mbulu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Absolute Body Control,
Bootsy Collins,
Electric Prunes,
Black Flag,
Q and Not U,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Man Parrish,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.